This has a very subdued tone - in keeping with the message(s).
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From: "Lawrence Upton" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wednesday, March 22, 2006 8:13 PM
Out the train window
It is, I'd say, no longer what I see...
I find, nowadays, I don't do all that well -
some blue-topped dwelling packs east of Reading...
winds of river and several canal gates -
I know where I am. It is familiar -
spatters of sharp sunshine fill in my sight,
turning trackside gravel into hard snow,
and I am lost in that for that instant...
That's another point, isn't it, of course -
Here are no surprises. It has become dull.
wishing another journey, some quick way
for the ordinary to be found as still extraordinary,
composing itself to shocking baggy perception,
strong hale cognition surpassing itself