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I love how this poem continues on in the space limned between the title and the few written words... just as a train moves across the landscape, prominent at the point closest to one's audible and visible view, then filtering off into the distances..........
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"not once, not twice..."The ellipsis seems particularly evocative to me.
I think the title says too much. Better to leave this lovely poem a mystery.
that was a debate within...noted