By Steve Evans

London grows upward,

constantly burying its past in layers

for supposed progress or repair,

but digging for a new sewer can expose

Roman walls and mosaics.

The River Tyburn that once fed the Thames?

It lies unseen beneath a mews building,

a slim concrete channel

like a trench or street gutter,

yet complete with the gloss of golden fish.

Extending the London Underground

reveals churches, crypts and vast wine cellars.

A city sleeps beneath the city.

London, restless in its bed,

still lifts its bony head to speak.