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title: "London - A Poem"
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date: 2007-06-09T16:40:05Z
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tags: ["london", "places"]
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topics: ["literature", "poetry"]
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picture: /img/london-cranes.jpg
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My first visit to London, was during a holiday trip in 2007. Here's how I memorialized it
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> ```
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> The ancient matron grasps longingly for the sky,
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> a crowd of bony fingers stretching upward,
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> black threads tied to each one,
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> laden with dangling bits of civilization renewed.
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>
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> Below, in her bowels, a gritty brown aroma,
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> and clattering, grumbling, tin boxes
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> scatter frantically along well-worn paths,
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> long sullen with a heavy memory
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> of countless other footfalls.
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>
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> Humming and pulsing with the life force
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> of a thousand generations,
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> she swells with pride at eager dawn,
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> and heaves a great sigh at setting sun.
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>
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> She is the gray lady of the West.
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> The history of the anglo man is embedded in her bricks,
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> and the future of the world flows through her heart,
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> and into the sea.
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> ```
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