<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=481213" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Orient Express</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One looks from the train<br>Almost as one looked as a child. In the sunlight<br>What I see still seems to me plain,<br>I am safe; but at evening<br>As the lands darken, a questioning<br>Precariousness comes over everything.<br>Once after a day of rain<br>I lay longing to be cold; after a while<br>I was cold again, and hunched shivering<br>Under the quilt's many colors, gray<br>With the dull ending of the winter day,<br>Outside me there were a few shapes<br>Of chairs and tables, things from a primer;<br>Outside the window<br>There were the chairs and tables of the world ...<br>I saw that the world<br>That had seemed to me the plain<br>Gray mask of all that was strange<br>Behind it -- of all that was -- was all.<br>But it is beyond belief.<br>One thinks, &quot;Behind everything<br>An unforced joy, an unwilling<br>Sadness (a willing sadness, a forced joy)<br>Moves changelessly&quot;; one looks from the train<br>And there is something, the same thing<br>Behind everything: all these little villages,<br>A passing woman, a field of grain,<br>The man who says good-bye to his wife --<br>A path through a wood all full of lives, and the train<br>Passing, after all unchangeable<br>And not now ever to stop, like a heart --<br>It is like any other work of art,<br>It is and never can be changed.<br>Behind everything there is always<br>The unknown unwanted life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Randall+Jarrell">Randall Jarrell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=481213" data-title="The Orient Express de Randall Jarrell" data-description="One looks from the train Almost as one looked as a child. In the sunlight What I see still seems to me plain, I am safe; but at evening As the lands darken, a questioning Precariousness comes over everything. Once after a day of rain I lay longing..."></div> </div> </div>

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