Poems about London capture the allure and vibrancy of this iconic city. These verses may describe the bustling streets, historic landmarks, and diverse culture that define London’s identity.
Poets often infuse these poems with nostalgia and wanderlust, inviting readers to wander through the city’s enchanting neighborhoods and experience its rich history and modern energy.
Through evocative language, these poems celebrate the spirit of London and its enduring influence as a source of inspiration and creativity for writers and artists around the world.
‘London’ by William Blake exposes the dreadful realities of the poor who call the city home, placing particular blame upon the religious and political institutions that have seemingly turned a blind eye to the horror.
I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow.
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
‘London Snow’ by Robert Bridges describes an early morning snowfall in London and the reactions of those who walk within it.
When men were all asleep the snow came flying,
In large white flakes falling on the city brown,
Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying,
Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town;
‘The Underground’ by Seamus Heaney describes a husband’s dark and mythic pursuit of his wife through the London Underground.
There we were in the vaulted tunnel running,
You in your going-away coat speeding ahead
And me, me then like a fleet god gaining
Upon you before you turned to a reed
The speaker contemplates killing a queen wasp to avoid the swarms of offspring she will inevitably bring the next summer.
In burning sulphur in their dug-out hangars
All bred wasps must die. Unless I kill her.
So I balanced assassination with genocide
‘London, 1802’ by William Wordsworth is an Italian sonnet that invokes Milton as a means of reclaiming England’s eroded moral values in the industrial age.
Milton! thou shouldst be living at this hour:
England hath need of thee: she is a fen
Of stagnant waters: altar, sword, and pen,
Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower,
‘[London, my beautiful]’ by F.S. Flint describes one speaker’s love for the city of London and how he feels the city improves others and himself.
London, my beautiful,
I will climb
into the branches
to the moonlit tree-tops,
‘A Description of the Morning’ by Jonathan Swift describes the various events happening one morning in London’s West End in the early 1700s.
Now hardly here and there a hackney-coach
Appearing, show'd the ruddy morn's approach.
Now Betty from her master's bed had flown,
And softly stole to discompose her own.
The poem, ‘Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802, is a celebration of this city, referencing to the bridge over the River Thames.
Earth has not any thing to show more fair:
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty:
This City now doth, like a garment, wear
To look back at a nation’s history from a poet’s perspective is an enriching exercise that enlightens modern readers regarding the follies and foibles of the age. Samuel Johnson’s ‘London’ is one such piece that throws light on the condition of 18th century England, especially London.
Tho’ Grief and Fondness in my Breast rebel,
When injur’d Thales bids the Town farewell,
Yet still my calmer Thoughts his Choice commend,
I praise the Hermit, but regret the Friend,