Eine Erfahrung

I was a complexed stranger at Darmstadt railway station.
Did not know where to/ whom to turn.
Wanted to travel to Bad Wimpfen.
Also wanted to see Heidelberg.
Did not know much of German.
Could not understand maps well.
Sighted her, some stranger on the platform for help to board.
She looked kinder than other sterner looking, taciturn, Teutons.
She took the day off and became my guide to Heidelberg;
showed me the University town ;
a visit to the University bar;
up the steps to the Schloss;
gifted me a tourist book;
escorted me back to the Railway platform;
placed me on board the slow train.

I may have forgotten her name at Frankfurt hauptbahnoff.Ingratitude.
Nay, I have an autograph of Frau Gimpfel in the blank pages of my mind.
I recall her face. Smiling at me. Trying to help a lost soul.
How do I repay?
I wait at all railway stations for someone to ask me directions.


5 thoughts on “Eine Erfahrung

  1. I really enjoyed this. I love the structure of the poem, with the memory in the first stanza and then the continued reflection in the second. Very nice work. I also love the use of ‘taciturn’, great word! πŸ™‚

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