The Mersey broadly remains changeless
As does the sky
For much of the day
Seagulls do what seagulls do
And people stare as the Liverpool skyline slips in view.
And behind that skyline are streets and fine buildings.
Ghosts witness change more than those living it, and I always feel like a ghost when I come back to Liverpool. The streets remain broadly the same but everything
has changed.
A case in point: Matthew Street:
And
a club called the Cavern.
Ghosts caught in
the present
Ordinary people in
an extraordinary time.
All things must pass
If you look closely you can still see the remains of the cellar's arches.
Now you can't
Tourists have taken their place
6 comments:
I feel the same way when I go back to Chicago.
The Chicago I grew up in looked more like old Liverpool (except with wider streets). Now it's all glass and steel and lights.
It's all very pretty and shiny, but I miss the city I used to know. It was home.
Although it's not Thanksgiving on your side of the pond, today reminds me how thankful I am to have you as a friend.
I suspect that with a global corporative culture in search of profit we'll pretty soon be celebrating Thanks giving over here too without really knowing why :)
And thank you for the complimentm Maria. The feeling is reciprocated. It was a happy chance via the Workshop and shows how friendships can be forged over the internet.
Oooh! Mathew Street (1st pic) looks eerie but I love it!
There's a certain charm to it. Streets like people have their own characteristics/traits. :)
You're right about that first picture, Claudia. Liverpool is full of eerie streets. There'll be a few more next week including - I promise - a ghost.
Now I have Gerry and the Pacemakers singing in my head.
It's funny, I feel I knew those places even though I've never been there.
Treachery, treachery, I know, Linda, but I've never liked that song. And now you've put it in my head!
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