NATURE Poem: A Tram Conductor Revises, by Neil Rhind

The apparition of faces in the crowd.
They pay more if they’re airport bound.

The apparition of faces in the crowd.
Invalid cards make lower sounds.

The apparition of faces in the crowd.
I did not think that Ezra Pound
Could so encapsulate my views
(On platform crowds, that is, not Jews);
Few faces are remarkable.
Did you just board? I can’t recall.

Come, friendly bombs that fell on Slough.
Petals, on a wet, black bough.

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