The monuments of modernity stand upon
her ancient paths, a maze of old and new.
We walk its ways and marvel at a myriad
of serendipitous finds and juxtaposition.
Amongst its mighty towers lurk the docks
of yesteryear, those ghostly shades that haunt
the shadows of today. Lost sailors swearing
mingle with the traffic and creaking masts
join with her driverless trains and thronging shops.
Overhead the timeless seagulls call.
We returned to Canary Wharf today for a lovely Valentine’s lunch and wander around the Docklands Museum.
(14.02.26)
Ode for the Day 