Quinta journal, 19th June 2o11, Budapest
the faint and reassuring clack of trams
in early morning -
men hose down the underpass
beside Keleti station -
the same streets Robert Capa walked down
*
acacia trees beside the citadel -
bridges sweep across the grey-green Danube -
time is packed into their metalwork,
their stones, an empire,s declarations.
Love too, arching over the water
*
the pomp, the grandeur,
the imperial scale of buildings -
I turn to small things - the map,
the glimpse of water between the metal plates
on the Széchenyi Iánchid bridge
the faint and reassuring clack of trams
in early morning -
men hose down the underpass
beside Keleti station -
the same streets Robert Capa walked down
*
acacia trees beside the citadel -
bridges sweep across the grey-green Danube -
time is packed into their metalwork,
their stones, an empire,s declarations.
Love too, arching over the water
*
the pomp, the grandeur,
the imperial scale of buildings -
I turn to small things - the map,
the glimpse of water between the metal plates
on the Széchenyi Iánchid bridge
Comments
Yesterday Maddy and I went for a Solstice walk at Tantallon.It seemed like a gift....sunshine and blue skies,I thought of you,maybe she did too. Today it's pissing down.
Hope the sun is shining on you!
Rubyxx
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