Earth and Stars

The English Pubs of Brighton

Are sculpted in wood and iron.

The ale is so real, named and coloured as

Dragon’s Blood.


There are lizards painted on lavatory doors

And a chandelier in beaten copper;

No dread in those dreadlocked eyes;

Simply the joyfulness of limes crushed

Into the tops of lager bottles.


An ambient love-in,

This is an eye-contact oasis;

Wireless, and frown-less

Under the roof of the Earth and Stars.

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