Spring 1988 • Vol. X No. 2 PoetryApril 1, 1988 |

Reflections

Manufacturers Hanover windows modernly slant. As the express rams Hicksville, never slowing, a pair of legs, reflected in some panes, hurry a torso to the train after. Optic drollery! just what photographers look for . . . But I am neither the glass of a Kodak lens nor of a bank that passionlessly takes a pair of legs and coldly lets them go. Outside the range of panes a hurrier's eyes for three seconds follow a train's reflection ramming west to the city with me, with me.

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