Where'Er You Walk Poem by Adrian Henri
Where'Er You Walk
`Where'er you walk
Cool gales shall fan that glade'
The Pierhead where you walked will be made a park
restricted to lovers under 27
Peasants will be found merrymaking after the storm in
Canning St where you walked
The station where we first arrived at night
Will be preserved for the nation With the echo of your footsteps still sounding in the empty
roof
`Where'er you tread
The Blushing flower shall rise'
The alleyway where we read poems to dustbins after closing time
The kitchens where we quarrelled at parties
The kitchen where two strangers first kissed at a party full of strangers
The ticket barrier where we said goodnight so many times
The cobblestones in front of the station
The pub where the kindly old waiter
Always knows what we want to drink -
ALL SHALL BURST INTO BLOOM
SPROUTING FLOWERS BRIGHTER THAN PLASTIC ONES
IN WOOLWORTHS
Daffodils and chrysanthemums, rhododendrons and
snowdrops, tulips and roses
cobblestones bursting with liliesofthevalley
`And all things flourish'
Whole streets where you walk are paved with soft grass
so the rain will never go through your shoes again
Zebra crossings made of lilies
Belisha beacons made of orange blossom
Bus stops huge irises
Traffic lights made of snapdragons
`Trees where you sit
Shall crowd into a shade'
even in Piccadilly
stations covered in flowers yellow like the paint you once
got in your hair
Oak trees growing everywhere we've kissed
Will still be there when I've forgotten what you look like
And you don't remember me at all
Copies of your letters to me on blue paper
Written on the sky by an aeroplane over all the cities of
England
Copies of your poems stamped on eggs instead of lions
We will walk forever in the darkness under fern leaves
`Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade'
A fantastic love poem cherishing the memoirs in respect of the beloved related to different events.
Oh! Yes! ! ! This is that thing called Literature and this is how to say I love you. After plowing courageously through the classic poet of the day, this was such pure unalloyed delight and I am going to read it again!
nice stormy night scenery........ mad under the lamp post, street mad not a poem writer or not a poet but speak something like duet wanderer - wayfarer rail station to another junction in smiling, in laughing, blabbering, in reproaching in snaring- wild eyes or fiery sight stinky tattered cloths- under the naked sky floating on the edge of zebra crossing under the storm sit by the side of dog the stale face fold up into the self lap and a life on the street or mad.....
Nice poem. Very well crafted. Enjoyed the wordplay and concept.10+++++
Brilliant presentation. Beautiful poem. It is justified for selecting as the poem of the day.
No, I don’t like this poem which for me ruins the original, cited below: Where'er you Walk by Handel, libretto by William Congreve ~ my favorite os sung by tenor Kenneth McKellar. The lyrics are in the repeated lines below, 'said' to Semele by Jupiter... Where'er you walk, cool gales shall fan the glade; Trees, where you sit, shall crowd into a shade. Where'er you tread, the blushing flow'rs shall rise, And all things flourish where'er you turn your eyes.
Oops, I meant is sung - I know links are not permitted, but hopefully those who wish can search on YouTube for the splendid rendering as follows... WHERE'ER YOU WALK (Kenneth McKellar - tenor) by Handel. [.youtube.com/watch? v=TXYklp3CuOQ ] It is my favorite 'theme' for the summer heat. Check it out...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Reminds me of the poem WHEREVER THE ROAD TAKES YOU written by IGLESIA NI CRISTO Minister Brother Nicanor P. Tiosen....Thanks for posting....👍