Snow Train
As the snow is
tidal in the trees,
consider the tracks
and the dark tons
asthmatic with steam,
cold as the moon`s slight,
black as the star`s hide,
perfect as a pulse of wheel;
dead crate of steel
that rests and waits,
then moves by magic
through the ice night.
Leslie Philibert is a social worker and poet living in Bavaria.Born in London, he studied English in Ireland. He has translated some work for German theatre groups and has had poetry published in magazines.