[City][8th March 1972]

[Redbook1:231A(x233A)][19720321a][City][8th March 1972]

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DII

                City

In the cooler evening air,

I walk the dog in Chelsea Square.

London’s silence greater grows:

I walk upon the air.

                                Who knows

The thoughts that perish here?

I am me, alone, the seer,

Mere Child: a space, and filled with holes.

Here seethe ten thousand thousand souls

Who cannot hear my silent cry,

        ‘I comprehend the City!’

        Comprehending all I see,

        Being all I wish to be

        Knowing how I have the Key;

        But ‘City comprehends not thee’.

‘Know that now you may not flee

All you can and cannot see.’

Loneliness I feel around me,

Echoing within:

Like the Great Church bell they sound me,

Lonely, lonely, still they pound me;

‘Then with chains of love they bound me

Lonely still within’.

Lovely, still, within.

Love’s possession; love is greed;

Love is lust and love is need;

Love is jealous and unfair.

Pure love is rare.

In the quiet night-time air

The breeze so gently lifts my hair,

The sky so red, so strangely glows

I walk upon the air.

                                Who knows

The Child that perished here?

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