In the space
between two heart
Copper birds shake off their chains
A radio tower slumps, rubber-spined
Stone lions slip from plinths
Cathedrals lumber closer
Superlambanana bleats
Bronze statues query pigeons
Remind me again, who am I?
Anfield & Goodison wrestle
Three flirtatious Graces sing
Make us a mirror, River
Theatres belch trapped laughter
Parks play Chinese Whispers
Avenues of trees pass it on, pass it on
Docks stroke the flanks of ships
One-way systems unravel
city bones of wood, iron, glass, stone
beats
and life pulses through the City
breath in its lungs
blood in its veins
and - at its heart - you
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Great imagery. Particularly liked "..Theatres belch trapped laughter
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Oh this is fabulous!! Like Martin, I loved the theatre line, but also 'avenue of trees, pass it on, pass it on' and the idea of docks stroking the flanks of ships. Brilliant imagery, Moptop. More please!
ReplyDeleteI was going to say what Martin said - a gorgeous line among so many gorgeous lines.
ReplyDeleteI was also going to say: This is THAT poem isn't it? Now, just for devilment I could send a link to a certain.... ;-)
W.V. is reepre... but don't fear it!
Yes, BB, it is THAT poem ...
ReplyDeleteOh my god i actually love this poem
ReplyDeleteSome great visual images here, painting such a clear picture.
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