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Galbraith, Iain: From the Train

Portre of Galbraith, Iain

From the Train (English)

after Eugenio Montale

Snow-geese had never come so far
the local papers claimed. When
I leant out the passage window there
they were, guzzling behind the shack
left empty and sore the year
they looped the northbound track
around the wayside platform. In vain
I hunt for them now among the flocks
of big grey birds. Is that all
you want to say? How casual
too, is your tone. But I am blind
to everything else as the down
of your letter flutters from my hand.

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