Thursday, June 10, 2010

Numinous

From the scramble of glass blocks and timber
pseudo-villages along Willis, three gracious
spires challenge Wellington's tendency to rise.
They still stand out against the sky, they
have no argument with progress; simply
with open doors they encourage the worship
of arkmanship, proportion, Georgian line.
St Mary's of the Angels, St Peter's in the City,
St John's Presbyterian - their names shall be
everlasting, adaptable, invincible. I tour
with a camera, keeping a respectful distance.

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