November Blue
The golden tint of the electric lights seems to give a complementary colour to the air in the early evening.
— ESSAY ON LONDON
O heavenly colour, London town
Has blurred it from her skies;
And, hooded in an earthly brown,
Unheaven’d the city lies.
No longer, standard-like, this hue
Above the broad road flies;
Nor does the narrow street the blue
Wear, slender pennon-wise.
But when the gold and silver lamps
Colour the London dew,
And, misted by the winter damps,
The shops shine bright anew —
Blue comes to earth, it walks the street,
It dyes the wide air through;
A mimic sky about their feet,
The throng go crowned with blue.
~~
Alice Meynell (1847-1922)
from Poems, 1921
[Poem is in the public domain in Canada, the United States, and the European Union]
No comments:
Post a Comment