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It’s one in the morning. I’m writing this poem
in a train station.
What does poetry have to do with trains?
I came here unexpectedly
traveling the wrong way.
Telling the story is risky:
I was…
Contributor:
Aaron Zeitlin
Places:
Warsaw, Second Polish Republic
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1936
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For two minutes we gazed at each other
In curious silence.
When politeness nudged me in the shoulder,
I introduced myself:
A man, the crown of creation.
The grasshopper
Was not overwhelmed.
He kept…
Contributor:
A. Leyeles
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1937