Sometimes the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls.
Walking from Waterloo Station to the City of London, you can read this entire poem along the underpass.
142. South Bank spring – Tate Modern, London
14. A London favourite – running on the South Bank
80. Paul Simon – lines from an English railway platform
36. The Embankment, inspiration and reality
11. London Snow by Robert Bridges
I dearly wish poetry would be painted on all subway walls and alleyways.
I agree with you there completely, Jonas.
There’s a story of the traveller here, on a journey just like me, between the city and its distant green edge and mourning the harsh urban landscape in place of forgotten nature in this place.
And maybe there’s another message within the text as well, concerning a different kind of underworld.
This poem stretches for several hundred metres along a freshly cleaned-up underpass leading to the spot near Waterloo Bridge where London’s Cardboard City used to stand.
There was just one homeless couple sleeping there when I passed on a morning earlier this week.
Some of those poor souls had emerged out of the blackened earth, leaving the subway if only for tenement halls perhaps not all that far away.
This publicly visible poem marks an important start, at least, and in more ways than one.
“This poem marks an important start, at least, and in more ways than one.’
One can only hope.
Ah, you like S& G too. I forgot them in my seminal musical moments of my life reverie… but they fit in in the teen years. With three perfect teen friends including my twin sister. We had their greatest hits, and Sound of Silence is awesome.
I love the poetry in the bull ring at Waterloo, it lightens up the otherwise bleak underbelly of that sunset.
Thanks, Jane, and very good to hear from you.
Yes, The Sound of Silence catches the mood perfectly here.
I am a Rock has always been my favourite Simon and Garfunkel song, though.
Ever since I became a geologist, at least.