A Victorian Lamp (Near City, That Beckons) Poem by james watkin
A Victorian Lamp (Near City, That Beckons)
Up-glowing, as sunlight flickers
Low through shrubbed leafiness.
Winter's, frail. Soon through whose fogs
A stylish stood redoubt.
Solitary, that singled out
By today's loneliness.
It dims not, in its evoking
As to illume a ghost.
Chaired thereunder, for myself!
Doubly strange in seeing!
Life's anxious state, in fleeing
But verging on at most!
Fitzroy Gardens, Melbourne
Friday, July 9, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: city,light,fear,garden
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