"Trains cross the continent in a swirl of dust and thunder, the leaves fly down the tracks behind them: the great trains cleave through gulch and gully, they rumble with spoked thunder on the bridges over the brown wash of mighty rivers, they toil through hills, they skirt the rough brown stubble of shorn fields, they whip past the empty stations in the little towns and their great stride pounds its even pulse across America." - Thomas Wolfe (1900-1938)
16 July 2015
Detritus - Missoula, Montana
"Trains cross the continent in a swirl of dust and thunder, the leaves fly down the tracks behind them: the great trains cleave through gulch and gully, they rumble with spoked thunder on the bridges over the brown wash of mighty rivers, they toil through hills, they skirt the rough brown stubble of shorn fields, they whip past the empty stations in the little towns and their great stride pounds its even pulse across America." - Thomas Wolfe (1900-1938)
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I love how he noticed the leaves...this photo aches with nostalgia!
ReplyDeleteYes, it made such a poingnat picture of the leaves swirling and the lonely, empty stations longing in the great train's wake.
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