From Vauxhall To Gotham London Vauxhall Bridge
The air was thin and cold as I walked to the edge of the night
Dew in a procession glowing pearls runs along the iron bridge
An hour of gray and purple when dawn stirs the sleepy sky
And every lamp is a Narcissus in love with its own reflection
A stroll in the silent city troubled by the rumble of a dream…
Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
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