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  • After the Lunch

    - 9 days ago
    Waterloo Bridge
    [A poem by Wendy Cope (born 1945)] On Waterloo Bridge, where we said our goodbyes, The weather conditions bring tears to my eyes. I wipe them away with a black woolly glove And try not to notice I've fallen in love. On Waterloo Bridge I am trying to think: This is nothing. You're high on the charm and the drink. But the juke-box inside me is playing a song That says something different. And when was it wrong? On Waterloo Bridge with the wind in my hair I am tempted to ski…

  • Of bricks, sweat and tears...

    - 06 Apr 2024
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    The 50 Images Project - Greenwich Foot Tunnel

  • The 50 Images Project - Greenwich Foot Tunnel

    - 08 Jan 2024 - 2 comments
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    The 50 Images Project - Greenwich Foot Tunnel

  • Grand Standigne // Luxuriness

    - 25 Apr 2022 - 2 comments
    skyline1
    [Un poème de Raymond Queneau (1903-1976)] Un jour on démolira ces beaux immeubles si modernes on en cassera les carreaux de plexiglas ou d'ultravitre on démontera les fourneaux construits à polytechnique on sectionnera les antennes collectives de télévision on dévissera les ascenseurs on anéantira les vide-ordures on broiera les chauffoses on pulvérisera les frigidons quand ces immeubles vieilliront du poids infini de la tristesse des choses [ interpretation in English…

  • The Moon And The Yew Tree // La lune et l'if

    - 23 Jul 2021
    Brompton cemetery 3
    [A poem by Sylvia Plath (1932 - 1963)] This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue. The grasses unload their griefs on my feet as if I were God Prickling my ankles and murmuring of their humility Fumy, spiritous mists inhabit this place Separated from my house by a row of headstones. I simply cannot see where there is to get to. The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right, White as a knuckle and terribly upset. It dr…

  • The River's Tale // Conte de la Rivière

    - 10 Feb 2018
    waiting for the tall ships
    [Un poème de Rudyard Kipling (1865 -1936)] (Prehistoric) Twenty bridges from Tower to Kew - (Twenty bridges or twenty-two) - Wanted to know what the River knew, For they were young, and the Thames was old And this is the tale that River told:-- "I walk my beat before London Town, Five hours up and seven down. Up I go till I end my run At Tide-end-town, which is Teddington. Down I come with the mud in my hands And plaster it over the Maplin Sands. But I'd have you know th…

  • Sea Fever // La Fièvre du Large

    - 15 Jan 2018
    Tall Ship 2
    [ Superbe poème de John Masefield (1878-967) qui devint poète lauréat, ou 'poète lauré', en 1930. I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking. I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And a…