A Gadfly In Sauron’s Eye
The Shard stands naked in the stormy sky
Flying machines from the City Airport
Like annoying gadflies dancing in Sauron’s eye
Is it a sign or some hermetic premonition
An omen following a strict timetable
A searchlight peering into the sky
Looking for the secret passage
A warp in the time-space cloud
Photo and Ramblings by Hugh Ardoin