The Garden

1         And like a cobbler at a bench         I return to my musings         why Kensington Gardens         with its grand, theatrical entrance         is gateway to London's poor          - why the stiff Victoria and Albert         monument or grand canopy         to the Hemispheres         has a bison for the Americas         or sultry elephant of         Asia fame         (India being the brightest         jewel in the Empress' crown);         why other archetypal animals at their pleasure         are carved in gleaming milk white         when the rich at their         leisure, to and fro,         dine elegantly as tight         buds arranged on a stem.         2         I've not mentioned the poor         come to the Serpentine         a little ways up in Hyde Park         only to be chased out         of Kensington at closing -         the cobbler at his bench,         croupier at Whites,         the elephant as a hatchet beast         run amuck         in the stellar pool         of the eye's fixed poor.