A Poem By Tomas Tranströmer

Montgomery

Track

2 A.M. moonlight. The train has stopped

out in a field. Far off sparks of light from a town,

flickering coldly on the horizon.

As when a man goes so deep into his dream

he will never remember he was there

when he returns again to his view.

Or when a person goes so deep into a sickness

that his days all become some flickering sparks, a swarm,

feeble and cold on the horizon

The train is entirely motionless.

2 o’clock: strong moonlight, few stars.

(Image source: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/07/30/robert-montgomery_n_1694971.html )

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