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Travel<\/span><\/p>\n The railroad track is miles away,<\/span> All night there isn\u2019t a train goes by,<\/span> My heart is warm with the friends I make,<\/span> Edna St. Vincent Millay<\/span><\/strong><\/span> \u2022 fleursdumal.nl magazine<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Travel The railroad track is miles away, And the day is loud with voices speaking, Yet there isn\u2019t a train goes by all day But I hear its whistle shrieking. All night there isn\u2019t a train goes by, Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming, But I see its cinders red on the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[356,639,2568],"tags":[2569,2571,2570],"class_list":["post-106418","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-archive-m-n","category-archive-m-n-short-story-archive","category-millay-edna-st-vincent","tag-edna","tag-millay","tag-st-vincent"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106418","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=106418"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106418\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":106426,"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106418\/revisions\/106426"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=106418"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=106418"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fleursdumal.nl\/mag\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=106418"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nAnd the day is loud with voices speaking,<\/span>
\nYet there isn\u2019t a train goes by all day<\/span>
\nBut I hear its whistle shrieking.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nThough the night is still for sleep and dreaming,<\/span>
\nBut I see its cinders red on the sky,<\/span>
\nAnd hear its engine steaming.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nAnd better friends I\u2019ll not be knowing,<\/span>
\nYet there isn\u2019t a train I wouldn\u2019t take,<\/span>
\nNo matter where it\u2019s going.<\/span><\/p>\n
\n(1892 \u2013 1950) <\/span><\/strong><\/span>
\nTravel<\/span><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n