Hearing the 12:16 AM Train
Now it is time to cross those tracks.
Yet I cannot tell on which side
I hear your breathing.
When the lamp is out
a lone firely rises like the moon
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Translations from the English 
This is very, very nice, Jeff. It just lingers in my mind.
Thanks Len! Hey, your stuff should be arriving in NY today, by the way. Or the broadside, at any rate. Let me know once you have confirmation it arrived in one piece.