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Covent Garden

Street artists, Covent Garden.

Stars on the horizon.

Beneath your feet.

On the street.

Artists enchanting audiences,

the knife thrower who places her life in our hands.

The dancing string quartet.

The grey-haired man singing Les Miserables’ songs on the Piazza,

yet I only catch the end of it each time.

In the Royal Opera House, The Nutcracker dazzles gracefully,

I feel quids in, I am in the standing row at the back of the stalls,

resting my arms on a velvet pew.

Ending with a Phantom kiss

in the Haymarket.

Days like these keep me alive.

About Geraldine Ward

Geraldine Ward has been writing and performing various forms of poetry and prose from an early age, and is a regular contributor at the London Farrago Poetry Slam nights. She has published a number of books including the "Now" collection, and has featured in other publications including Katie Metcalfe's "Beautiful Scruffiness" series of magazines.


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