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The fire was a swarm of locusts without stomachs.

The city was a crooked limb, broken and reset.

The fire was a butcher’s knife, cutting the fat.

The city wears survey stakes like dressmakers pins.

The fire was a blight, infecting ancient timber.

The city was only living out of habit.

I will lean on London, and have it bend from my weight.


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Robert Hooke Reimagines London

Jack Cooper

“[Robert Hooke] achieved fame as Surveyor to the City of London and chief assistant of Christopher Wren, helping to rebuild London after the Great Fire. He worked on designing the Monument, Royal Greenwich Observatory, St. Paul’s Cathedral, whose dome uses a method of construction conceived by Hooke, and Bethlem Royal Hospital.” – The Monument 

The fire was a swarm of locusts without stomachs.

The city was a crooked limb, broken and reset.

The fire was a butcher’s knife, cutting the fat.

The city wears survey stakes like dressmakers pins.

The fire was a blight, infecting ancient timber.

The city was only living out of habit.

I will lean on London, and have it bend from my weight.