Business Girls

From the geyser ventilators
Autumn winds are blowing down
On a thousand business women
Having baths in Camden Town

Waste pipes chuckle into runnels
Steam's escaping here and there
Morning trains through Camden cutting
Shake the Crescent and the Square

Early nip of changeful autumn
Dahlias glimpsed through garden doors
At the back precarious bathrooms
Jutting out from upper floors;

And behind their frail partitions
Business women lie and soak
Seeing through the draughty skylight
Flying clouds and railway smoke

Rest you there, poor unbelov'd onеs
Lap your loneliness in heat
All too soon thе tiny breakfast
Trolley-bus and windy street!