What is poetry town?

Poetry Town began in 2015 with a weekly poem displayed in the window of Kirkdale Bookshop. Following overwhelmingly positive responses from customers we have decided to partner with Sydenham Arts to build on the idea and fill Sydenham with poetry­ not just by famous poets but by local people, both young and old.
February by Edith Nesbit (1858-1924)
20th February 2019

THE trees stand brown against the gray, 
The shivering gray of field and sky; 
The mists wrapt round the dying day 
The shroud poor days wear as they die: 
Poor day, die soon, who lived in vain, 
Who could not bring my Love again! 

Down in the garden breezes cold 
Dead rustling stalks blow chill between; 
Only, above the sodden mould, 
The wallflower wears his heartless green 
As though still reigned the rose-crowned year 
And summer and my Love were here. 

The mists creep close about the house, 
The empty house, all still and chill; 
The desolate and trembling boughs 
Scratch at the dripping window sill: 
Poor day lies drowned in floods of rain, 
And ghosts knock at the window pane.