Frederick Seidel

(1936 / St. Louis, Missouri, United States)

Mount Street Gardens - Poem by Frederick Seidel

I'm talking about Mount Street.
Jackhammers give it the staggers.
They're tearing up dear Mount Street.
It's got a torn-up face like Mick Jagger's.

I mean, this is Mount Street!
Scott's restaurant, the choicest oysters, brilliant fish;
Purdey, the great shotgun maker—the street is complete
Posh plush and (except for Marc Jacobs) so English.

Remember the old Mount Street,
The quiet that perfumed the air
Like a flowering tree and smelled sweet
As only money can smell, because after all this was Mayfair?

One used to stay at the Connaught
Till they closed it for a makeover.
One was distraught
To see the dark wood brightened and sleekness take over.

Designer grease
Will help guests slide right into the zone.
Prince Charles and his design police
Are tickled pink because it doesn't threaten the throne.

I exaggerate for effect—
But isn't it grand, the stink of the stank,
That no sooner had the redone hotel just about got itself perfect
Than the local council decided: new street, new sidewalk, relocate the taxi rank!

Turn away from your life—away from the noise!—
Leaving the Connaught and Carlos Place behind.
Hidden away behind those redbrick buildings across the street are serious joys:
Green grandeur on a small enough scale to soothe your mind,

And birdsong as liquid as life was before you were born.
Whenever I'm in London I stop by this delightful garden to hear
The breeze in the palatial trees blow its shepherd's horn.
I sit on a bench in Mount Street Gardens and London is nowhere near.


Comments about Mount Street Gardens by Frederick Seidel

  • Ratnakar Mandlik (5/1/2016 11:13:00 PM)


    Fantastic portrayal of the mount street along with it's land marks penned in this poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points. (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis Edward Kofi Louis (5/1/2016 12:52:00 AM)


    Remember the ins Mount Street! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 6, 2016



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