Poetry in motion



I was in my own little world on the tube yesterday, listening to Fleetwood Mac on my headphones.. when I saw this poem opposite me. 

I loved it. So, I wanted to share it with you. Just take a moment to read and enjoy…

Poems on the Underground: Buses in the Strand

The Strand is beautiful with buses,
Fat and majestical in form,
Red like tomatoes in their trusses
In August, when the sun is warm.

They cluster in the builded chasm,
Corpulent fruit, a hundred strong,
And now and then a secret spasm
Spurs them a yard or two along.

Scarlet and portly and seraphic,
Contented in the summer’s prime,
They beam among the jumbled traffic,
Patiently ripening with time,

Till, with a final jerk and rumble,
The Strand tomatoes, fat and fair,
Roll past the traffic lights and tumble
Gleefully down Trafalgar Square.

R P Lister

Reprinted by permission of The New Yorker Magazine


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2 thoughts on “Poetry in motion

  1. That’s a very apt description of London buses as seen from afar. The author does fail to mention, however, their dreadful habit of sailing through red lights as the mood takes them…

    Angela xx
    Little Apple Tree

  2. That’s a very apt description of London buses as seen from afar. The author does fail to mention, however, their dreadful habit of sailing through red lights as the mood takes them…

    Angela xx
    Little Apple Tree

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