" All aboard the night train! "
Ah-ha! Lo, bed rattling, it ran…
Men, it was a journey through the dark,
With hot dash! Enjoyment-augurer, Ark,
It bore us boldly in a land of dream; Idea,
Unreasonable toy, odd ballad mirified!
Night sped fast – no tiredness felt;
Delights, on stiffness patterned;
Metronomic lineaments of sound,
Flute-sine common denominators,
Charm us north. Ah, potent! Tight vigour’s
Our straight, then smooth-curving, path -
Time pausing under its rapid wheels,
Weight unimpeded! Rail-apt sun rises;
In towns the people sleep, still:
Low, helpless, polite penitents.
A whistle blows; we whoop too,
“Oh, Wow!” – with slow sleep taboo.
Race boyishly, lovestruck Art!
They set clocks by our arrival.
Evocations of nocturnal travel by steam-locomotive, imagined as boyhood experience recounted in later life.
Within each couplet, the lines are anagrams. The same set of letters is used twice, but arranged in different order.
The paired lines can be imagined as parallel rail tracks.
This is one of my experiments in use of anagrams for verse.