Grim-Faced City; Rained On Poem by james watkin

Grim-Faced City; Rained On



Grim-faced city; from all sides
Fiercely oppressive lit.
Appeal to that soft, refined touch.
Yours, dear Rain, to quench it.

When is heard for ecstasies
Gutters, noon-trudged beside
Spark up, twilight romancing's
Puddle-leapers, to view;
Up from whom, old but stylish
As a lamp, and a guide
More handsome stand: cafe facades.
Glazy, gleamy. Like new!

Thursday, October 6, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: summer,rain,evening,city
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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