Susan C. Waters

 

The telephone lines are
silver threads
in the web of this night

Trembling
they shimmer
in the
waterfall of uncoming lights
& a lone street lamp
which illuminates the path to the past,
to fields filled with early winter

Shimmering shimmering
they tremble
against the sky
they rush
toward cities I have never seen

In the glass cage of this train
I see the houses
stream by

Connected by the
thin lines
they are pinpoints of light
moorings
in the sea of this winter night.

Susan C. Waters is a professor of English at New Mexico Junior College and an alumna of George Mason University. Besides Phoebe, her work has appeared in Evening Street Review and Ibbetson Street.