RIBBONS
It was,of course,the
railroad.
Made the movement
possible.
Made all the big ideas
mobile,
and the tracks,yes the
tracks.
They kept us focused.
Stopped the concepts
sliding.
Made it impossible for
our principles to deviate.
Along the way,maybe,
words were lost. Left
on dull embankments
to be picked over,
but close to the halts
around the long platforms
whole sentences grew.
Metaphors mixed and
waved like crowds
at every passing train.
Tony Noon
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