I am currently spending a month in London, England, and being here has brought to mind William Blake's poem "London". I am grateful that these streets no longer represent the poem, but I've learned that not too long ago they did. Then again, in some dark corner of the city it could very much be the same way.
London
by William Blake
I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
In every cry of every Man,
In every Infant's cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.
How the Chimney-sweeper's cry
Every black'ning Church appalls;
And the hapless Soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down Palace walls.
But most thro' midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlot's curse
Blasts the new born Infant's tear,
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Popular Posts
-
Author's Note - I wrote this short story way back in 2006 after reading a heart wrenching death scene where the family had no care for the d...
-
Note: I love old graveyards with their cracked grave stones and dates reaching back to the Civil War in some cases. The pictures below are f... -
On the 12th my parents and I were driving home from a town that was 45 minutes away and unknown to us we were driving into a mega storm. All... -
Hello all, last night I went to a writing workshop which is one of my favorite things since these events always remind me why I love writing...
-
Hello all! This piece was written for a Study Abroad Fair at my school, Berea College, and to my great surprise I won first place. Here it i...
-
Child’s Prayer November 13, 2008 Listen Jesus, to my quiet prayer Just a simple request To the One I hold dear When night’s shadows draw cl...
-
This semester I had resolved to eat better and to exercise. And at the beginning of this year I had resolved to keep a budget and a close wa...
-
9/11/10- Remembering Going through the shops In this little town Just another Lovely day I write a check No change for my coffee I ask the ...
-
Author's Note: Forgiveness is radical injustice. That was the message preached by the pastor of the church I'm currently attending. One of ...
0 comments:
Post a Comment