On the train

Above the 7:53 NJ Transit express train to Trenton, the rest of the night seems to lift up and off like a silver dome pulled off a meal, but the moon hangs around until it's a jewel in blue.  Once as the train creeps along the rails, I see that a track switch has made a ditch that has become a pond full of lolling ducks.  A few moments later, we're still going slow enough for me to watch a deer (no kidding) maneuver the brush along a parking lot.

It is enough today to be on the train.