It is better to be content with the copper chirp of crickets, The distant grind of trucks, Or the carved stillness of an empty room. It is better even to run; To board a train from the cracked brick platform, To close the night out and watch station lights Flicker roughly across the sleeping passengers...
Sketch: Vol. 33
, Article 18.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol33/iss2/18