From Wednesday, on the Thames

I love cities. I love the noise of cities. I love the lull when traffic is stopped at a light and then the rush of sound when it all starts up again. I do not like sitting in a room for two hours waiting for my number to be called. But I do like the sound of the word 'clock'.

Today, I like fog. I don't always. I like the sometimes kiss of light mist as I walk along the river.

I like poetry. I like walking.
I like thinking about poetry as I walk in London.