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Sleeping on Trains
Sleeping on Trains
Sleeping on Trains
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The concept for this book grew while I was commuting between Sydney and the NSW Central Coast, camera and journal close at hand. Misty reflections and images of the countryside, as in the cover photo, are like dream images in the labyrinthine mind, in half sleep, stirred by the motion of train or coach. This concept was intensified by a long tra

LanguageEnglish
PublisherDebbie Lee
Release dateFeb 14, 2017
ISBN9781760412913
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    Sleeping on Trains - Adriana Wood

    Sleeping On Trains

    Sleeping On Trains

    Adriana Wood

    Ginninderra Press

    Contents

    Sleeping On Trains

    Sleeping On Trains

    ISBN 978 1 76041 291 3

    Copyright © text Adriana Wood 2012, 2014

    Cover photo: Adriana Wood

    Author photo: Suzanne Rutherford


    All rights reserved. No part of this ebook may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the copyright holder. Requests for permission should be sent to the publisher at the address below.


    Poems in this collection were first published by Ginninderra Press in Sleeping On Trains With Strangers (2012) and Sunset (Pocket Poets 5, 2014)


    This combined collection first published 2017 by

    Ginninderra Press

    PO Box 3461 Port Adelaide SA 5015

    www.ginninderrapress.com.au

    Sleeping On Trains

    Sleeping On Trains With Strangers


    A train glides beside the platform.

    I join long carriages of somnambulant commuters.

    We fly through forest and hills,

    while trees flash by like armies

    from the shadowy world of Tolkien.

    In this wordless, silent, twilight world,

    strangers snatch extra sleep,

    dragged early from their beds.

    I write poetry in a hard, upright seat.

    Dictates of commerce bind me

    to this twilight-dawn world,

    I must exchange coast, trees and poetry

    for city rituals of commerce,

    departing at dawn to return at dusk,

    sleeping on trains with strangers.

    Fish


    We set out, not to build a house, but to build strength in each

    other’s lives.

    We planned to birth love in each other.

    But while I brought you gifts you sold them.

    I thought you were a gentle Piscean, a fish.

    You got yet another short-lived job in a fish shop.

    I gave you spiritual gifts but you

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