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Waiting at Hyde Park Station
the loud absence of traffic clanking,
the subtle volume of cricket lust,
the train tracks fading into oblivion
and the bugs persisting beneath,
a deplatformed sandwich moldering
with its flock of devout ants,
moths praying to halogen suns
metered all the way down the platform,
and the cold bench merging with my tailbone,
this cardigan vastly insufficient for it all -
my Thunder arrives!
on the other side of the tracks
Unbinding
there was a snap and nothing was true,
the snow became water in snow in water,
I felt the gratitude that kills tomorrow,
the flakes lived forever in that instant.
I no longer needed to trust my eyes,
I was blessed to see.
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| Jade Kleiner |
Jade Kleiner is a writer from New England. Among other places, her poetry can be found in Trampoline and manywor(I)ds, her haiku in Haikuniverse and Cold Moon Journal, and her fiction in Bright Flash Literary Review. She is transgender and has practiced in the Plum Village tradition since 2020.
