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THE ONE YOU CAN’T FORGET: A TRAIN FROM LONDON
Riding backwards, [too late to change,]
I felt her opposite me,
[her lipstick something I remembered
Warm as wine spilled on my lips]
strange her [second] doubled self [a shadowed] in tranquil window-box outhinged,
glassframed, [and] floatfixed in my lucid eye
that saw it sharp as Paddington and Royal Oak
[outside] gliding outside, photo-real
[from] on stations [for each mind] to cling to,
like friends at destination Reading, [friends to cling to,]
[minutes left] twenty minutes left for [patchwork] picture[s], patchwork,
[clicking back] clickbacks to those lively whiles and [times] aches between
now focused on a dizzy track of life outside
that snatched my window-watching to [a] its stream
that [climbed] flashed across the glassy face and arms
of her whose placid self
ranged with me knee to knee,
her outdoor countenance alive
beneath the hordes that slivered her:](https://cuny.manifoldapp.org/system/resource/3/e/4/3e49d202-48a5-4ee7-9f75-d9879ccbc888/attachment/ea5d906662758acda118bf16f2f6052c.jpg)
![1st draft, 55 Sinclair Rd, London, 22 July 1978, 2:08 p.m.—3:13; 3:50—5:32.
Changed 24 July, 11:40 a.m.—12:07
THE ONE YOU CAN’T FORGET: A TRAIN FROM LONDON
Riding backwards, [too late to change,]
I felt her opposite me,
[her lipstick something I remembered
Warm as wine spilled on my lips]
strange her [second] doubled self [a shadowed] in tranquil window-box outhinged,
glassframed, [and] floatfixed in my lucid eye
that saw it sharp as Paddington and Royal Oak
[outside] gliding outside, photo-real
[from] on stations [for each mind] to cling to,
like friends at destination Reading, [friends to cling to,]
[minutes left] twenty minutes left for [patchwork] picture[s], patchwork,
[clicking back] clickbacks to those lively whiles and [times] aches between
now focused on a dizzy track of life outside
that snatched my window-watching to [a] its stream
that [climbed] flashed across the glassy face and arms
of her whose placid self
ranged with me knee to knee,
her outdoor countenance alive
beneath the hordes that slivered her:](https://cuny.manifoldapp.org/system/resource/3/e/4/3e49d202-48a5-4ee7-9f75-d9879ccbc888/attachment/medium-46adca83ee5e1ed807f95e7ae753d40e.jpg)
THE ONE YOU CAN'T FORGET: A TRAIN FROM LONDON
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Poem written by Emanuel in 1978, capturing the outdoor scenery and an observation of a lady in his train car.
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- typeImage
- created on
- file formatjpg
- file size624 kB
- container titleJames A. Emanuel Papers
- creatorJames A. Emanuel
- issueBOX 4 FOLDER 22 Chisel in the Dark, draft, n.d.
- rightsJames A. Emanuel Estate
- rights holderJames A. Emanuel Estate
- version7/22/1978