Across the River
What is that rumble I’m hearing
pounding the earth?
A train in Indiana, sound
blown over ruffled water.
Train whistle, tracks vibrate–
an underling bustling energy
as though it’s Monday morning
a week’s worth of work to be done.
What is that rumble I’m hearing
pounding the earth?
A train in Indiana, sound
blown over ruffled water.
Train whistle, tracks vibrate–
an underling bustling energy
as though it’s Monday morning
a week’s worth of work to be done.