Haibun Today

A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Editor
Volume 5, Number 4, December 2011

Robert W. Kimsey
McCaysville, Georgia, USA


Camp Train

There was a night when just before daylight overflowed the eastern horizon I stood on a frozen platform with others, my uniform hot against my skin with fear and anticipation. Stepped up into the atrium of an N&W train car, sea bag held before me like a battering ram as I negotiated the narrow aisle between seated civilian boys, going the same place. Settled back in a seat, never looking away from my reflection, and for the life of me tried to recognize that boy.

Indiana flats
Snow flake curtains
Across the moon


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