Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Quiet Life


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Quiet Life

Once each day
a train passes through

the whistle blows—
small town life

  


by Lori Lipsky


8 comments:

  1. Lori, I love that sound! ...And I miss it, since the train no longer runs through our town. Thanks for bringing to life a fond memory. You have a way with transporting folks here, there and then!

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  2. Like Robin, I love train whistles. (Unless they mean I have to wait for 20 minutes at a RR crossing when I am already late for whatever)
    You make small towns full of sounds and textures and life and significance.

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    1. Spending time recently in three large cities has helped me to appreciate small town life more.

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  3. I've been through Waunakee countless times. Such a cute little town.

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  4. After years of debate, the town leaders have decided to put a round about in the center of town, so the road through Waunakee will be under construction (and not so cute) for the next several months.

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  5. Really like this poem, Lori. Makes you just want to sit back, sip a lemonade and think.

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  6. It's perfect weather today here in Waunakee for lemonade. Thanks, Mary!

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