My morning has been brightened by the discovery that E17 now has its very own poetry corner outside Walthamstow Central. Well done to whoever had the imaginative idea to lay tablets of verse in the station approach. Here's my favourite:
Walthamstow to the city Monday to Friday
Same rush, same carriage on the 8.20.
When the brakes squeal we look up from mobiles and Metro
To the surprise of cows gazing in Llammas meadow.
Where the engine idles a walker follows her dog
Through sedge and reed. All the grasses of the marsh.
And there she is! A flash of orange and blue. A Kingfisher
Skimming the misty river, making the everday sparkle.
By Michael Shann