THE ROYAL CRESCENT, BATH
From the green park, the Crescent gleams
ethereal in morning light:
a bright tiara glinting there,
discarded carelessly, it seems
to scintillate, to float on air
or drift away, as well it might,
as though it were mere fantasy.
What must once have been meadowland
with sloping banks, cascading streams,
has now a different majesty.
The mansions we explore in dreams
are no more fair and no less grand.
You capture this landmark so well, one of my favourite places in Bath.
ReplyDeleteThanks John. It was a delight to be able to stay there, albeit only for a fortnight.
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