1281 Train to Andong
Late night, Yeongju. Track 4
Three other people on the platform
– a couple desperately trying to drag
heat from a cigarette
and a Buddhist monk
swimming in his gray robe,
a black and red Christmas knit cap
protecting his blue bowling ball head.
He gently tapped a wood block,
eyes closed as the train pulled in.
I found my car.
I found my assigned seat.
The others slept.
A consumed coachman in uniform entered
for my ticket.
Before he left, he turned,
and to all of us and to none of us
gave a slight, seemly bow,
as if to say,
Sleep well. I am here.
Bric Barker, currently an English professor at Woosong University in South Korea, has taught in many foreign countries. His travels have informed his poetry greatly. Once Poet in Residence at University of West Georgia, he has published poetry in The Eclectic, Old Red Kimono, and In Other Words (An American Poetry Anthology). His most recent acceptances were from Indiana Horror Review, Beecher’s Magazine, Hothouse Magazine, and What’s Your Sign (Poetry Anthology). He won the Kay Megenheimer Poetry Prize, and also awards for journalism and playwriting.