From my Twitter , 9.40 this morning: ?At bus stop on Shepherds Bush Green, waiting for 2nd bus. Someone has written a whole Tennyson poem on the glass in magic marker.?
I wanted to post this video there and then, but I was late for school, and didn?t have time - so instead I cut it in my phone on the bus on the way home and whispered into my phone like a madman to record the audio
The Eagle.
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls;
And like a thunderbolt, he falls.
? Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Formats available : MPEG4 Video (.mp4)
