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the city

train line london skyline
A line defines the space
and beyond a goodly share of ambition
the city a ripe cheese, slow-baked
oozing the edges of decomposition

when navigable reach is ascertained
sights turn up towards the zenith plane
the city a sly, consumptive alien
feeling for the cyberspatial vein

one square mile the Romans walled
ditch and gate abutting tidal Tamesis
the city from citadel was suckled
desertion its imperial nemesis

born and borne again from fire and flood
scourged by bomb and scouring pestilence
the city crab-like grows, irregular, fast paced
congestive populus pre-eminence

a backwards ride from rural hinterlands
tree line silhouettes wave as if on air
the city shapes loom dark and hard
grist for the devilish millionaire

The opening line from Lee Zimmerman’s slinky pen and ink drawing though the outcome was very different and built for Sunday’s Poetry Pantry

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one blog for playing with photography @ eljaygee and the other with a weakness for words @ Tell Tale Therapy

28 thoughts on “the city

  1. born and borne again from fire and flood
    scourged by bomb and scouring pestilence

    It is sad to think how cities emerge from all the destruction which takes place. Beautifully executed.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

  2. You really looked inside a city here, showing its progression. I would like to hope that the millionaire would improve the city rather than harm it! But…..

  3. I also loved the opening setting the stage and drawing us in to this city….with such history…and now continuing to sprawl. Your descriptions are wonderful Laura and I read this many times…sad that the city is perhpas doomed by these millionaires

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