I did not have exactly a way of life
but the bee amazed me and the wind’s plenty
was almost believable. Hearing a magpie laugh
through a ghost town in Wyoming, saying Hello
in Cambridge, eating cheese by the frothy Rhine,
leaning from plexiglass over Tokyo,
I was not able to make one life of all
the presences I haunted. Still the bee
amazed me, and I did not care to call
accounts from the wind. Once only, at Pompeii,
I fell into a sleep I understood,
and woke to find I had not lost my way.
-William Wordsworth
Poetry
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Aww, there it is lol ( London) that is what your work reminds me of my time stationed in Lakenheath England and spending time in Windsor so the first piece I read of yours reminded me of Windsor Castle and the stories my British friends would tell me. Well done…
A great poem I enjoyed reading, thanks.