Silhouettes embark the
theatre on wheels,
bantering chattering
artistes of the verbal trapeze,
accompanied by accordions
of folding evening papers,
keeping time
with stone-tablet timetables
clattering through blackened
railway arches
circumlocating city square,
its familiar gargoyled spires
furtively conspiring
with fading autumns
our memory of them drained
dry of crumbled chimneys,
fogbound railbound cobblestone
terraced streets stripped bare,
shadows alight,
merging into air.
Another excellent audio-visual capture of a moment in time.
this was a film , which i watched , mesmerised . Beautiful !
Vivid imagery cast with words, great write…
Love the “artistes of the verbal trapeze”