The Tube in London is flooded with advertisements, but amongst the valuable ad spaces are true works of art. Here are a few that I saw while underground. There are many more poems that you can check out on the link to the right, and posters of each poem are sold at the London Transport Museum. The poems are an eclectic mix of old and new. So, if you are on the Tube, take a moment and look around you instead of staring blankly at the person sitting across from you.
Here too are dreaming landscapes,
lunar derelict.
Here too are the masses,
tillers of the soil.
And cells, fighters
who lay down their lives
for a song.
Here too are cemeteries,
fame and snow
And I hear murmuring,
the revolt of immense estates.
To See a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
