Tag Archives: John Betjeman

Baker Street Station Buffet

Early Electric! With what radiant hope Men formed this many-branched electrolier, Twisted the flex around the iron rope And let the dazzling vacuum globes hang clear, And then with hearts the rich contrivance fill’d Of copper, beaten by the Bromsgrove … Continue reading

May 3, 2014 Posted in Announcements Tagged with: Leave a comment

A Wing Commander’s Love Song

The evening feels ripe for mid-century English poetry. Miss M. Gordon-Pass, Miss M. Gordon-Pass, All sprightly and thrumming away on the grass, Your forehand and backhand, your drop shot and lob, I’d love you to bounce up and down on … Continue reading

November 27, 2012 Posted in Reflections Tagged with: Leave a comment