Sunday, April 12, 2015

Cannon Street Railway Bridge

five rows of pillars
divide the brown Thames,
channel the blue-and-white
back-and-forth boats,
bear the tracks,
the traffic and racket of trains

each pillar is fluted
like Doric chiton -
each thick
as Atlas’ thigh -
each colour-corroded,
banded with the tides’ levels

gulls float past them
unconcerned -
cormorants duck-dive
into the murk between their feet

capitaled by concrete utility,
bracketed by Drake’s Gold Hind
and Southwark’s cheerful filigree,
five rows of pillars
divide the brown Thames


At 3:10 AM, Blogger Maureen said...

Wonderful poem. And photo ...

At 11:21 AM, Blogger Penny Dolan said...

Good to see the bridge and poem together!

At 12:53 PM, Blogger Mavis said...

Love it, Joan. I do admire how you can write such evocative poetry alongside your children's fiction.
With me it has to be one or the other..

At 7:42 AM, Blogger Sue Purkiss said...

Love this. The words have weight and texture...


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