rushing towards the future

Been really hankering to just jump on a train and set off on a long journey today - down the East Coast Main Line (one of my favourites) to London, and back, would be absolutely fine ...

... sadly not possible at the moment - but meantime, here's Norman MacCaig, as taken from the pictured (and rather wonderful) 2010 collection:


London to Edinburgh

I'm waiting for the moment
when the train crosses the Border
and home creeps closer
at seventy miles an hour.

I dismiss the last four days
and their friendly strangers
into the past
that grows bigger every minute.

The train sounds urgent as I am,
it says home and home and home.
I light a cigarette
and sit smiling in the corner.

Scotland, I rush towards you
into my future that,
every minute,
grows smaller and smaller.

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Norman MacCaig (1910 - 1996)

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