U.K. Summer's Over for Some
No Thirty-six degrees for us!
No Heat-Island's tearful eye
dabbed as for Pocahontas
but Twenty-five degrees
that, for a hand of days,
saw the lawns
of Queens
beset
by raw
red flesh
the Union
under stress.
Schismatic,
Boris bestrides,
a Rhodian Colossus,
while Nemesis awaits his Hubris.
In extremes, London’s teardrop Heat-Island
reaches 31 miles East to Gravesend,
the burial place of Pocahontas