<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535565" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dusk At Princeton Station</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">man on the platform <br>Northward trains <br>waits pressed against <br>late summer </div><div style="margin:10px 0">still-green <br>densities <br>rush as only <br>shadows can </div><div style="margin:10px 0">sun slants/the dark slides easily in </div><div style="margin:10px 0">tree clusters red, yellow<br>tinged, early October, top <br>limb silver shine leans <br>downhill over-catches the <br>man leaning on a rail face <br>to late sun, worker, dirty, <br>pants torn, catches it <br>in the ear (so it appears) <br>he does not move, think, <br>fears what might occur <br>from such a limb </div><div style="margin:10px 0">there</div><div style="margin:10px 0">at this late hour <br>sun and shadow slide <br>away from each as I wait <br>the train here more mine <br>to outrun what is left <br>behind </div><div style="margin:10px 0">chase a horizon <br>toward gold then red to <br>Magic 10** never old or <br>worn as am I rush <br>rocked by track <br>lilt wheel tilt <br>toward melting </div><div style="margin:10px 0">darkness <br>a permanent one <br>hang some where </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is a song once <br>upon a star all <br>child's play now</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for now <br>anticipate<br>sitting here <br>the jolt <br>to begin <br>this </div><div style="margin:10px 0">all the <br>slow coming <br>to speed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">then </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the sway at day's end</div><div style="margin:10px 0">shall not hold back<br>these tears for fear <br>of no press to return </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>for now</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but to sway</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">**Magic 10 is that name photographers use to describe <br>a quality of light past sunset but not yet fully dark <br>which is 'magic' to photograph as there is a visible<br>dark blue/black shine not seen at any other time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Warren+Falcon">Warren Falcon</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=535565" data-title="Dusk At Princeton Station de Warren Falcon" data-description="man on the platform Northward trains waits pressed against late summer still-green densities rush as only shadows can sun slants/the dark slides easily in tree clusters red, yellow tinged, early October, top limb silver shine leans d..."></div> </div> </div>

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