There is a small cafe off the Avenue
Where Alphonse, that old sinner, used to fix
A five-course dinner up at one and six,
And trust to luck and youth to pull him through.
I can't remember much about the wine
Except that it was ninepence for the quart
Called claret and was nothing of the sort,
Cheap like the rest and like the rest divine.
But Alphonse, I suppose, is long since sped
And Madame's knitting needles rusted through
And even Marguerite, like us she flew
To wait on, waited on by death instead.
Well Alphonse, well Madame, Well Marguerite!
They've no more use for us in Wardour Street.
Humbert Wolfe
A dark blue night in a Soho Street. The lettering in this piece is influenced by the Art Deco Style which was popular at the beginning of the 20th Century, the time when this poem was written. Their square shape is perfect for creating an image of shining cobble stones, reflecting lights from the bars and street lamps.
Lithographic Art Print
Size 650mm x 940mm edition size 25
£115 plus p&p
