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Birds in a London Square
Posted by: Gill Williams (---.ilford.mdip.bt.net)
Date: November 06, 2004 10:19AM

I am trying to track down a poem we read at school. It is about someone sitting in a London square and the birds making a terrific noise. Maybe something about ?plane trees. That's all I can remember...

regards, Gill


Re: Birds in a London Square
Posted by: lg (---.ca.charter.com)
Date: November 06, 2004 12:44PM

Perhaps this one, by Hugh Cook?


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Les


Re: Birds in a London Square
Posted by: IanB (---.tnt11.mel1.da.uu.net)
Date: November 08, 2004 04:29PM

Hmmm...

etc!

An interesting example of a prose poem, Les, and quite good in its own way, but no plane trees, and surely improbable as classroom reading. Unless of course education has become a lot more free thinking than I remember. smiling smiley


Re: Birds in a London Square
Posted by: lg (---.ca.charter.com)
Date: November 08, 2004 04:37PM

Ian, it was published in a University newspaper. Who knows what happens in school these days?

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Publication details: "I Remember" was published in "Craccum", the newspaper of the Auckland University Students Association, in Auckland, New Zealand, back in the 1980s - let's say, provisionally, in 1986. Hugh says: "I have the original newsprint somewhere, but where I have no idea. Should it come to light, I will post the precise publication details here." Copyright © 1986, 2002 Hugh Cook. All rights reserved. Note that this is a Cold War poem. The birds really did burn. And, burning, fell ....


Les


Re: Birds in a London Square
Posted by: rikki (---.carlnfd1.nsw.optusnet.com.au)
Date: November 08, 2004 06:18PM

This sounds familiar to me Gill, I vaguely remember reading this one too.

At the moment , all I can think of is "A London Plane-Tree" (but no birds) by Amy Levy


GREEN is the plane-tree in the square,
The other trees are brown ;
They droop and pine for country air ;
The plane-tree loves the town.

Here from my garret-pane, I mark
The plane-tree bud and blow,
Shed her recuperative bark,
And spread her shade below.

Among her branches, in and out,
The city breezes play ;
The dun fog wraps her round about ;
Above, the smoke curls grey.

Others the country take for choice,
And hold the town in scorn ;
But she has listened to the voice
On city breezes borne.

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..and the song "Feed the Birds" from Mary Poppins!

I'll keep on trying to remember...

rikki.


Re: Birds in a London Square
Posted by: RJAllen (193.114.111.---)
Date: November 10, 2004 09:55AM

What do you clothe a mouth in?


Re: Birds in a London Square
Posted by: Hugh Clary (---.denver-03rh16rt-04rh15rt.co.dial-access.att.ne)
Date: November 10, 2004 12:09PM

Not sure. Can't be slacks-jawed, I don't think. I know how to girdle my loins, if that is any help.


Re: Birds in a London Square
Posted by: marian2 (---.range81-152.btcentralplus.com)
Date: November 10, 2004 06:14PM

Lipstick!


Re: Birds in a London Square
Posted by: Just Jack (68.43.69.---)
Date: November 10, 2004 09:14PM

Could be this?


A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square

Melody - Manning Sherwin, 1915
- Vera Lynn


Eric Maschwitz
When true lovers meet in Mayfair,
So the legends tell,
Song birds sing,
Winter turns to spring,
Ev'ry winding street in Mayfair falls beneath the spell.
I know such enchantment can be,
'Cause it happened one ev'ning to me.

Chorus:
That certain night,
The night we met,
There was magic abroad in the air.
There were angels dining at the Ritz
And a nightingale sang in Berk'ley Square

I may be right, I may be wrong,
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turn'd and smiled at me,
A nightingale sang in Berk'ley Square

The moon that lingered over London town
Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
How could he know we two were so in love
The whole darn world seemed upside down

The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kiss'd and said "good-night"
A nightingale sang in Berk'ley Square

How strange it was , How sweet and strange
There was never a dream to compare
With that hazy, crazy night we met
When a nightingale sang in Berk'ley Square

This heart of mine beat loud and fast
Like a merry-go-round in a fair
For we were dancing cheek to cheek
And a nightingale sang in Berk'ley Square

When dawn came stealing up all golden blue,
To interrupt our rendezvous.
I still remember how you smiled and said,
"Was that a dream or was it true?"

Our homeward step was just as light
As the tap-dancing feet of Astaire
And like an echo far away,
A nightingale sang in Berk'ley Square.

I know 'cause I was there,
That night in Berk'ley Square




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