Sunday, February 10, 2019
Olympic Stratford
Contemplate Stratford Olympic site.
Once waste ground.
Chemical dump.
Industrial estate.
Lonely canal side.
Haunted by poor horses dragging drunkard canal families to and fro.
Railway banks and chicken wire fences built up with a stratigraphy of old Tizer cans, Golden Wonder Crisps and MaxPax coffee cups.
All cleaned up and ripped away.
For a shimmering memory mirage of stadia, flags and hysteria.
But now, the grey clouds have descended once again and it is time for the ghosts of Stratford past to play amongst the concrete wastelands that are theirs forever.
sketched by dweller at 8:25 pm
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