Skyline
Early morning golden dawn London City perspective The skyline allegory starts with a round dome for a state-god home And phallic towers of steel and glass for the temple’s merchants deals We shall see what remains in history after the ghost writers are gone And under the painstaking brush strokes of tomorrow’s archaeologists What did […]
A scruffy essay in black and white Showing the London City skyline in the morning fog It was a cold and early day and the stacks were smoking heavily The stock-market was still asleep and the three-piece suit boys too But for the early living beings toiling away it made no difference Crossing the river […]
Like the La Fontaine fable of the frog Who wanted to be bigger than the bull London pushes its luck further Of steel and mirror towers Empty hulks of hubris and pride Non fungible token for overseas masters Economy wrestling gravity Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban Landscapes Gallery
Turning my back to the London Eye and the City with its phallic gurkin The symbolic garden gnome of a long past Empire On the West side another skyline spreads and rises in the name of a Great Reset Where the US Embassy and Babylon on Thames’ New Mordor meet From the middle world of […]
Out of focus human life crossing the bridge at Westminster The allegory of democracy and its distant subject of humanity Bridges made of words and crystal towers Reality seen through a kaleidoscopic telescope They say you’ll find angel powder in the Parliament restrooms In the old days they used to say that London streets were […]
London ambitions for a New York skyline A bridge too far or not close enough The globalized dream of urban grandeur Telling stories of gnomes and giants As the rumor of the paper tiger slowly spreads Photo Hugh Ardoin The Urban Landscapes Gallery
We are stranded on a deserted island Like a silent and abandoned Noddy-car Garlands on a sunset skyline with occasional showers The only good news we get from the media is the weather Why a small part of humanity wants to impose man-made disasters Nature doesn’t need the little helpers… Photo Hugh Ardoin Urban Landscapes […]
We look into the spotlights until we blink In this American Night that swallows London The old stone ruins and the glass-to-the-metal towers Vanity has no age, it is the mirror staring back at Narcissus And the seed of revolution grows into a tree The call for independence, the claim for freedom So light may […]