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Midnight in Winslow
(NaPoWriMo Challenge: April 17, 2017)
The trains come every few hours
bringing layers of night in compartments
of sleepers, processions of dark
to convalesce the whispering
cottonwoods. The station windows
are dark. A rare hotel window
glows yellow from a lamp.
Someone is reading
about Mary Colter.
Her stone property wall
like a bulwark against our passage.
The overnight swooshes of the convoy
fade out into the flat horizon
while stamped sheets of tin nichos
unbent themselves in quiet pops
downstairs, old Harvey keys
snug in drawers. Is this the night
almost one hundred years ago?
Or will we all wake up with the trains,
shuttling into tomorrow?
Napowrimo 2017: Write a nocturne. This is for La Posada, the restored Harvey House in Winslow, Arizona.
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