Field, Memory, Magic: The Traitors’ Gate

Traitors’ Gate, Andrew Wood, Wikipedia Commons



They sail, a slow journey from glory to despair,
above them, vacant-eyed heads grin
in recognition of what was and what shall be–memories

carried as if by magic through the green English fields
where the ghosts wander,

waiting for history to be rewritten in each new reign–
queen to traitor, rebel to hero, recusant to saint.

This is a poem for Sarah’s dVerse prompt. She asks us to choose a set of three words from a list that she has posted. The words correspond to a site in London. I chose “field memory magic,” which if I understand correctly corresponds to the Traitors’ Gate at the Tower of London. The three words are part of larger project, which you can read about on the dVerse page.

46 thoughts on “Field, Memory, Magic: The Traitors’ Gate

  1. This is incredibly mesmerizing, Merril! I love; “memories carried as if by magic through the green English fields.” 💝💝

    • Thank you very much!
      I suppose there was a lot of casual brutality that people saw then–bear baiting and such. But to know you were going to your own execution–I can’t imagine what that was like.

  2. I read the directions to this prompt, scratched my head and decided nope, gonna leave it to the pros like Merril who will do a magnificent job! And I was right. Wonderful.

  3. Very well written. Wow, I’m in awe. I really loved this:

    “carried as if by magic through the green English fields
    where the ghosts wander”

    Speechless by your imagery, quite frankly. This is such a ride and it’s beautifully expressed in your incredible words. I love this piece.

  4. You’ve really captured the essence of the precariousness of power throughout history here: ‘a slow journey from glory to despair’ such a powerful message conveyed perfectly in the closing lines – I love it!

  5. I love the way you took the three words and evoked such a terrifying scene, Merril! It would have been a slow journey as Traitor’s gate could only be approached by river, and your opening lines convey the approach so well, ‘from glory to despair’. I love the list of three in the final line.

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