I love to travel. I get dreamy like I'm living on a
cloud
although this train isn't what it used to be just as
Dimitrograd
isn't. Furs & caviar & horse-drawn carriages waiting on me ...
Silly! It was probably just a little peasant village
If
you ask me
you'd have made an ambagious ambassador
trying to cheat poor communist Dimitrograd
making small talk
&
sneaky deals
&
gadding about
pretending you're a Brooklyn ward healer while storm
clouds
of cold war brewed
&
you were summoned back to
Washington , abruptly reprimanded, this is 1978
not 1949
And I'm relieved it's not 1949
We 'd be in a lot of hot water you
&
I
attempting to reach Istanbul through clouds
of intrigue, unmarried, posing as ambassadors
Graham Greene has something in here about
a dubious woman. 0 darling, the train 's starting
up we're about to leave our beloved Dimitrograd
Dimitrograd we hardly knew you! We were babes in 1949
&
me I'm dumb about history I'd have flunked out of
Ambassador School. But I love exotic trains
&
clouds.
