Turnstile standing at the city's gate, mixing,
Blending, twisting, North, South, East, West.
They come.
Chaucerian,
...
Morning Drive
Turnstile standing at the city's gate, mixing,
Blending, twisting, North, South, East, West.
They come.
Chaucerian,
Bearing tales.
Butcher, Baker, Priest and Nonne
Plummeting them all into that daily furor,
That mystery of modernity
That mystical enigma
Making Three in One
Child's play.