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Issue # 7 May 2012
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Clarissa Aykroyd grew up in Victoria, British Columbia and studied at the University of Victoria. She has also lived in Dublin, and is now a resident of London. She has published fiction, educational non-fiction, and reviews. Currently she works as Publishing Coordinator for LAMDA Examinations (London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art.) She is also the author of a blog about poetry and poets, The Stone and the Star (

Clarissa Aykroyd

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Your winged horses and holy lambs
have long carried time's startling objectives.
Hurled in from the crying streets
I am enfolded by gardens, your symbols
landing lightly on my shoulders.
This is my delight, my moment
in the peace of your momentum.

City of many heartbeats,
am I part of this
or still watching? For centuries
you have played us out, your pieces
under your eye, spotlit.
Primum mobile,
to what end are we moving,
light-scarred, through this night?

The Temple, City of London