Nineteen Forty-six

One of a series of meditations on the arc of our lives.

Ellen Wrinkle and Donald Kearns: Ellen's Senior Prom at American International College, Springfield, Massachusetts. 1946

She and he wrote letters

across miles of New England that—

viewed from here

are always gray

and white and black

looming trees by every house

narrow streets with

sputtering Fords—

the trees were green

in forty-six

the railroad between

Springfield and New Bedford

was soot-silver and

blue cloth seats

red signal lights

sun-lit hours

that stretched across

the Taunton Woods

past Providence and Boston

and roared toward infinite

days and months and

years and years ahead

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