the john madejski garden in the v&a

Like thousands of silver needles falling from the sky,

The rain pierces the water in the oval shaped pool.

Rapidly expanding circles race across the surface

Towards the edge, where six spouting fountains

Strengthen the atmospheric sound of falling water.

The courtyard is deserted, but for a few brave souls

Who take shelter under a scattering of parasols.

Framing the garden, the impressive V&A walls,

Look like they’ve rusted in the sudden downpour.

After a while, the rain stops and the clouds disappear,

And in an instant the garden is a hive of activity,

Children splash happily in the shallow pool,

Adults sit on low steps soaking up the sunshine,

And culture-vultures clamber through the outdoor exhibit,

As if the summer shower never even happened.


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