The Journey in

 

We pass a shock of roofs, a builders’ yard,
A squat clocktower, cranes, wide bird-filled parks,
Unkempt back lawns and windows seen through trees.
Graffiti flares from walls of darkened brick
And at unmeasured intervals we skirt
Brief-platformed stations, bright and empty still.

 

 

Ian Heffernan was born just outside London, where he still lives. HeΒ studied at UCL and SOAS and works with the homeless. His poetry has been published recently in the High Window, Ink, Sweat & Tears, Cha, Antiphon, South Bank Poetry, London Grip, Under the Radar, FourXFour, the MothΒ and elsewhere.