Twenty-one summers ago I came to
know this part of town. We sang Paul Simon
songs and passed the hat around at Leicester
Square. Kathy collected. She was seventeen.
We were twenty-two then, and for a lovely
little while.

      We were new to the plural of holiday;
you went on them on the continent as a rule.
In those days you knew a thousand things to
do to be cool...It's not so much that leaves
turn brown, it's the trees themselves that are
taken down, leaving a void around Foyle's
for me to understand. Once, my heart was
filled with the love of a girl and the whole
lush grove of the world was expanding

     Today, green leaves are on the few
remaining trees of Denmark Street still
standing.


Art Garfunkel
London, August 1984