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John I. Blair
Under a crisp February moon
From the crossing two miles north I hear
A freight trainís warning tone.
At home, I can quickly tell
Which way the wind is blowing
By how close the trains sound.
I wish I were so sure with people;
Sometimes the polar shift is only evident
When the roomís emptied and Iím alone.
©2004 John I. Blair
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