There Are No Strangers In Chinatown When the dusk and night dwellers Come to roost on the club’s high stools The streets and alleys are rivers and oceans Where the fish fret and glitter Gorging themselves on whitebait And the lovers pray every night That tomorrow will never come… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Saturday Night street photography is like astronomy Comets and shooting stars on collision course We crash in flames in the vacuum of oblivion A burning picture as the token of last and lost memories Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
No mask can hide the inner radiance of beauty Haphazard meetings in the Chinatown alleys Even on rainy days there will be sun rays Things that masks and man-made fears can never hide Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
They say an image is worth a thousand words But how much is worth the caption that comes below This is the chicken and egg situation that befalls the beholder Youth crossing the Charing Cross Bridge on Jubilee Day As long as the bridge stands no grass is greener on the other side I presume… […]
Crowds milling around Knightsbridge Station Like glittery goldfish in a feeding frenzy Bags of bounty from Harvey Nichols or Harrods Cute raiders flash their trophies Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Life is a Jigsaw puzzle and a Matryoshka Everything is contained inside It comes with so many different pieces We play the game with our own rules But in the end we always lose We keep betting against the odds Drowning at the river of our lost dreams… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Elbowing through the flow On the Saturday Night Soho Sea Faces bobbing on human waves One looking like a young BoJo Tides rise and ebb away… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
All you need is love and matching tattoos In the Great Soho Saturday Night mix and match Scene from the kerbline at Nellie Dean firewater outlet Life goes on, you may hop on the train Or watch from the pastures below… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
The odd Saturday Night at Leicester Square Like a Caryatid on the temple of our mortal adoration The Figurehead on the phantom ship of our stormy nights Beauty comes cutting across the human sea Step aside, here she comes… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Parking the shiny hybrid jalopy Size matters with those expensive alloys Mind the gap and the criminal kerbs Toeing the line on wheels Kind of like walking on water… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery