It’s not just the panorama of London that marks out Primrose Hill. It has poetic history. The recent-ish history is traceable, the prehistory is imaginable. Wisely, Iain Sinclair took Allen Ginsberg there in 1967. William Blake had been there almost 200 years earlier, conversing with the Spiritual Sun. And then the Gorsseders, the bards, the druids, and Iolo. We wonder if Owen Pughe ever put in an appearance, or Richard Brothers. And what of the Shakespeare Tree…? Sinclair himself is Welsh-ish. A place to see the modernity of the city while feeling the ancientness of its pedigree.
The Spiritual Sun must have enjoyed Blake’s conversation.
Photos: Niall McDevitt and Julie Goldsmith