Chalcot Square

Poem By Morney Wilson

I have been here before
although I do not think it
was during this lifetime.

Those streetlights are familiar shadows,
beckoning me over
to whisper an intimacy -
to tell me a truth about my life.
I have known once already and
the battle to forget was rather bloody.

I won by sacrificing her life.

I do not wish to know again
(nor do I wish to bring her back)
so I turn the other way.

My ears are closed to your secrets about my life.

Voice. The snow by this doorstep speaks to me
and I will gracefully accept -
for a moment -
this red carpet laid out for me.

I will not stay long.

A primrose grew here on this hill -
bloomed briefly -
and was gone.

I have no fear of this place now.

Comments about Chalcot Square

Sadly, Morney Wilson died two years ago. This is one of her finest poems.

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