The Crystal Palace Is Burning Poem by Leslie Philibert
The Crystal Palace Is Burning
You do not expect glass to burn,
letting out the fire trapped in panes
white light having been caught before.
But it does.
They say you can see the flames
as far away as Brighton.
The end of an age.
A widow in a frame of
melted lead and cast iron.
Flowers of smoke.
A fallen bird,
with ribs of a serious time.
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The Crystal Palace was built for the Great Exhibition in Hyde Park in
1851.Moved to South London, it was destroyed by fire in 1936.
1851.Moved to South London, it was destroyed by fire in 1936.
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