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“From the geyser ventilators autumn winds are blowing down on a thousand business women having baths in Camden Town. Waste pipes chuckle into runnels, steam's escaping here and there, morning trains through Camden cutting shake the Crescent and the Square. Early nip of changeful autumn, dahlias glimpsed through garden doves, at the back precarious bathrooms jutting out from upper floors; and behind their frail partitions business women lie and soak, seeing through the draughty skylight flying clouds and railway smoke. Rest you there, poor unbeloved ones, lap your loneliness in heat. All too soon the tiny breakfast, trolley-bus and windy street!” — John Betjeman
From the geyser ventilators
autumn winds are blowing down
on a thousand business women
having baths in Camden Town.
Waste pipes chuckle into runnels,
steam's escaping here and there,
morning trains through Camden cutting
shake the Crescent and the Square.
Early nip of changeful autumn,
dahlias glimpsed through garden doves,
at the back precarious bathrooms
jutting out from upper floors;
and behind their frail partitions
business women lie and soak,
seeing through the draughty skylight
flying clouds and railway smoke.
Rest you there, poor unbeloved ones,
lap your loneliness in heat.
All too soon the tiny breakfast,
trolley-bus and windy street!