Thursday, March 6, 2008

Today's Sounding

"Leaving L.A. by Train at Night, High"
by Neal Cassady

"Signs, signs, lights, lights, streets, streets; it is the dark between that attracts one -
what's happening there at this moment? What hidden thing, glorious perhaps, is being passed and lost forever?

"The congestion slackens, a cone of widening sparcity stretches before the train, now one has left the center and its core is burst past as the interlocking plants terminate grip and entrust us to the automatic block system's meticulous care.

"The maze of tracks have unwreathed from cross-over webs of railroad intellectuality to become simply main line dignity; these ribbons of accurate gauge so ceaselessly toiled over, respected, feared.

"Oh, unending high rail of intrigue!"