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LATE ARRIVAL

The world was already here, Serene in its otherness. It only took you to arrive On the late afternoon train To where no one awaited you.  A town no one ever remembered Because of its drabness, Where you lost your way Searching for a place to stay In a maze of identical streets.   It was then that you heard, As if for the very first time, The sound of your own footsteps Under a church clock Which had stopped just as you did  Between two empty streets Aglow in the afternoon sunlight, Two modest stretches of infinity For you to wonder at Before resuming your walk.   Charles Simic