<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Walking Sadness</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Euston Road. April. Night.<br>Of all these London numberless<br>I love one: <br>my old shoes pound her name, <br>Lorna. Lorna.<br>Poet's shoes.<br>Now I SEE faces pass, <br>projected on her photoplay<br>for not being Lorna: <br>I have never felt this living, <br>thirty and a day<br>in artificial light and rain<br>and windscreen tear-blink.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+George">Richard George</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543964" data-title="A Walking Sadness de Richard George" data-description="The Euston Road. April. Night. Of all these London numberless I love one: my old shoes pound her name, Lorna. Lorna. Poet's shoes. Now I SEE faces pass, projected on her photoplay for not being Lorna: I have never felt this living, thirty and..."></div> </div> </div>

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