Chapel Street, Salford 2018
They reclaimed the bricks and numbered each one
as the diggers did their thing
the builders saving a theatre wall
you could almost hear them sing
artwork by the cathedral doors
in colours you’d never expected before
bright neon on the way to town
spread across bricks orange/brown
numbers alive – a wonderful dream
a sight like Neapolitan ice – cream
and for four days – the bricks were talk of the town
before the builders tore them back down
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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