Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOBODY IN TOWN, by DOLLIE CAROLINE MAITLAND RADFORD Poet's Biography First Line: I stand upon my island home Last Line: When there was nobody in town. Alternate Author Name(s): Radford, Ernest, Mrs. Subject(s): London | ||||||||
I STAND upon my island home, My island home in Regent Street, And listen to the ceaseless foam Of traffic breaking at my feet: The sky above is clear and sweet, The summer day is smiling down, I muse upon it, and repeat That there is nobody in town. All day a living metronome Keeps up a firm relentless beat, All day the little children roam Through airless alleys, in the heat; All day the men and women meet With tired eyes, and settled frown, I marvel, in my safe retreat, That there is nobody in town. Ah world beneath the sky's blue dome, In flannels white, and spotless gown, Ah would that such a day might come, When there was nobody in town. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WHARF ON THAMES-SIDE: WINTER DAWN by LAURENCE BINYON THE IDLER'S CALENDAR: MAY. THE LONDON SEASON by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT A LONDON THOROUGHFARE, 2 A.M. by AMY LOWELL SPRING WIND IN LONDON by KATHERINE MANSFIELD A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG LONDON, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE TO MY CHILDREN: 3 by DOLLIE CAROLINE MAITLAND RADFORD |
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