There's been some great #PoemsAbout#LastTrain this week. The journeys home, the memories, the history. I have enjoyed reading them all... A few have gone with the disappointment that there are not as many trains and lines as there used to be. I'm one of those
For some reason Raymond Carver flashed through my head as I read this. Something wistful, ennui-ish about the words of the defeat of hope, both in the father, the husband and the demise of the (presumably for economic reasons) - railroad.