London's Burning
By luigi_pagano
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at length the crackling noise and dreadful blaze
– starred, striped and spotted, yellow, red and blue –
pushed out streaming tentacles, took hold:
the most odd, indescribable thing of all.
We listened to our breathing and were afraid.
Burn madly, Fire! o’er earth in ravage run.
Shop after shop, with symbols, blazoned names.
Scared people hurried, storming the doors in crowds
screaming like frightened animals, clashing metal
and quite forgot their vices in their woe:
the rain won’t come, the rain refuses to come!
The officials seemed to waken with a shout
and promptly took the necessary action
under the night forever falling.
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Hi Luigi,
Hi Luigi,
I think this works very well. You have chosen very expertly the relevant lines from the famous and created a quite wonderful whole or 'cento'. What a sad event however prompted it. It is a thing of great sadness to see such an iconic building burning!
Hilary
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gosh Luigi, you are well read
gosh Luigi, you are well read! Afraid to say I didn't recognise any of these lines, but you have given them into a wonderful new life and richness, for something so impoprtant in history, to use voices from history seems appropriate
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Interesting Luigi, it must have been
Interesting Luigi, it must have been a lot of work, looks very professional. It's a good thing to be honest and not take all the credit for yourself.
Somehow it reminds me of Dylan Thomas "A refusal to mourn the death, by fire ..."
Stay well! Thomas
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"... and good poets make it
"... and good poets make it into something better, or at least something different.”
well, you are a good poet :0) This poem seems to me like a display cabinet where you have carefully curated lines by great writers to make the reader think again both about the original works and the meaning you convey by bringing them together?
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