Recurring Dream
by Avra Wing

It is night.  We are in the train station
of a small European town.  The walls
and ticket booth are wood.  The floor
is tile—black and white.  Glass lamps
atop the benches glow yellow,
and you are shouting at me.

I have forgotten the bags, or dropped them,
letting them fall from my hands.
They crash on the hard floor,
the locks spring open, our things spew out
while the other travelers step around us
with looks of pity and amusement.

It must be that I did something
like this, something that will keep us here
frozen, unmoving, in a place meant
for journeys.  But were we to go on?
Towards what?  Wakefulness?
And where were we before?  Another dream?

Or was this our only stop,
this scene—your anger, my sabotage—
in an unnamed place  
where connections can’t be made,
and it is always night,
and we can neither arrive nor depart.


Avra Wing is the author of the novel Angie, I Says, upon which
the 1994 movie
Angie—starring Geena Davis, Stephen Rea, and
James Gandolfini—was based.  Wing’s essays have been published
The New York Times, and her poetry has most recently appeared
Hanging Loose and Michigan Quarterly Review.  Her memoir,
Doorway on the Mountain, can be found at

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