A NEW PUBLICATION:
MODERN WORKS 2020 ~ 11 – POEM 9
To celebrate the launch of my NEW booklet containing 16 diverse poems and essays entitled : MODERN WORKS 2020 – I am happy to offer a signed, printed hard-copy and FREE worldwide delivery. All but one of these 16 pieces are BRAND NEW WORKS completed during 2020.
This latest collection of written verse – MODERN WORKS 2020 – comes in the usual edenbray-pamphlet A5 format and is printed professionally and beautifully in a 36 page booklet style publication with a cream-stock card cover that I have self-published to my own specifications.
I am able to offer my 2020 Annual of Verse at an opening price of just £7.00 inc. post and packing for shipping to literally anywhere in the world. So please use the PAYPAL Link below to make your purchase or you can contact us by leaving a message in the comments box at the foot of this page or please email me directly at:-stepheneede689@btinternet.com – I would sincerely appreciate hearing from you and we will make sure you get a copy of my new book/pamphlet and also keep you up to date with any developments regarding my work. – (please indicate if you would rather NOT receive emails concerning my work when you order)
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Finally, to Celebrate the launch of my NEW BOOK I am posting all 16 poems over 16 consecutive days RIGHT HERE on my edenbray-BLOG-SITE B – TODAY – the Poem – LONDON TOWN BY THE DIRTY WATER : ~
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MODERN WORKS 2020
by edenbray
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LONDON TOWN BY THE DIRTY WATER .. .
( LONDON TOWN BY THE PURPLE WATER )
.. .
Walked from the West End to Streatham once
we had been out on the razzle-dazzle
Lived there later, I knew London Town
it’s back streets and its souvenir trail
I drew street women in art classes at St Martins
met the tallest man in Britain
When Holborn, Longacre and Covent Garden
still showed signs of the forties war
The Garrick, Queens, Adelphi, Dominion
the theatres were old and cold and lived-in
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Salt-beef sandwiches on rye with mustard
from the Turkish Bar in Garrick Street
Or the Sandwich-Man with spotless hands
in his tiny shop of mirrors and three bar stools
Hamleys, The Wedgewood Shop down in Regents Street
turn left at Oxford Circus, up the road
Past Selfridges and the Bond Street stores to Marble Arch
and heaven, which is Mayfair! – then left again
Down, opposite the Park, where the Bunnies hopped
next to the elegant Dorchester Hotel!
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So many the places, so many different coloured faces
don’t forget to mention the art,
Walking over Waterloo Bridge to see the Messiah
or the Moody Blues at the Festival Hall
The buildings, museums, stadiums and stations
and the dirty river, must not forget the dirty river
The old, cold river, the colour of liver and onions
or the docks where it all started, this town
On the East-end side, north of the Tower
and Southwark, Lewisham, Greenwich
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We were St Dunstans kids in Surrey
ferried around in a greenline bus
A bus de-commissioned for trips such as this
it soon smelled of kid’s travel-sick and piss
Then in the middle of November
in sixties mist with that drizzled rain
A trip to the Docks, its boats, warehouses, cranes
children of under-11 on a day-trip with Mr Weston
I now know what ‘the Origins of London’ meant
100 miles down from the town at Thames Head
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‘. .. London Town by the purple water .. .’
edenbray ☢︎ - a BEAT POET 