Ballad of the Londoner by James Elroy Flecker

Evening falls on the smoky walls,
And the railings drip with rain,
And I will cross the old river
To see my girl again.

The great and solemn-gliding tram,
Love’s still-mysterious car,
Has many a light of gold and white,
And a single dark red star.

I know a garden in a street
Which no one ever knew;
I know a rose beyond the Thames,
Where flowers are pale and few.

 

 

JAMES ELROY FLECKER (1884–1915)
In Best Poems on the Underground (Weidenfeld & Nicolson, 2009)

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