where he is meant to be lost

Not for naught was Tranströmer awarded the most recent Nobel Prize in Literature. Here he impressively captures the moment, perhaps the last moment this train will stop before the moonlit town on the edge of a world. One is indeed tempted to draw parallels to the imagery of Murakami's Town of Cats: is this the place at the end of the road where the speaker is meant to be lost?

TRACKS

Night, two o'clock: moonlight. The train has stopped
in the middle of the plain. Distant bright points of a town
twinkle cold on the horizon.

As when someone has gone into a dream so far
that he'll never remember he was there
when he comes back to his room.

And as when someone goes into a sickness so deep
that all his former days become twinkling points, a swarm,
cold and feeble on the horizon.

The train stands perfectly still.
Two o'clock: full moonlight, few stars.

            — Tomas Tranströmer, translated from the Swedish by Robert Bly