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    dots Submission Name: Down on Uniondots
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    Author: giventofly
    ASL Info:    19/M/Seattle, Washington
    Elite Ratio:    5.22 - 74/75/27
    Words: 152
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
    Total Views: 841
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    Description:
       Just a person at a train station, trying to imbibe a shred of humanity.


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    dotsDown on Uniondots
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    Where the sun nearly smelts the steel,
    wheels turn there, with virile brawn
    and their squeals are heard echoing
    through and between
    the building panes
    and highway lanes,
    there is where Anyone stands
    and hears. Listens.
    An audience to those
    with hearts and minds.
    Skin and eyes...
    those who are soft and real.

    Anyone hears
    the rain's small hands clapping
    for some happy embrace.
    The train's sad wails for a soldier's son
    left behind unborn
    The planks' hard panting lungs...
    they always run until they can't.

    Down on Union
    is where the songs of the living
    are played on instruments of flesh,
    and the dirges and ballads
    flourish both.

    Down on Union
    is where Anyone sheds an empty tear
    that's stoic and stone,
    that happens past some sunlight
    then mixes with the rain.

    Down on Union,
    there is where it goes
    and stands...

    because it has to.




    Submitted on 2007-09-24 10:41:24     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Wow. I never thought this much about a train station before. It's a real neat poem, and it says a lot about how the train station connects to people and the happenings in their lives.

    Near the end of the poem, I surmised that you were talking about homeless people in the station:
    "Down on Union
    is where Anyone sheds an empty tear
    that's stoic and stone,
    that happens past some sunlight
    then mixes with the rain.

    Down on Union,
    there is where it goes
    and stands...

    because it has to."

    The homeless are there because they have nowhere else to go. At least, that's what I got out of that part.

    And the sounds. I could physically hear the sound of the train screeching to a stop in the station. That sound I can easily hear again and again, even when I'm not there.

    Nice poem. I really enjoyed it.
    | Posted on 2007-09-24 00:00:00 | by manwithnoname | [ Reply to This ]


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