Here we were on the Thames that is the Thames, amidst the down-like
country and all Cockneydom left far behind, and it was jolly!
– William Morris
On the Thames that is the Thames
Kelmscott to Kelmscott, House to Manor, borne
by the water’s shushing windrush, The Ark splits
the Thames along its length. Imagine a family,
two by two: parents and daughters, all stitched
with the same silver-blue threads. Imagine how
the weight of their bodies, their cargo of dreams,
is spread, evenlode, through the wooden chambers
of the boat’s heart. Hear the rise and fall of gentle
rocking-song beneath them: cray-dle… cray-dle…
What pattern-work must have been printed, briefly,
onto the meniscus as they passed; a stylised ripple
of petals, a wandle of bramble and vine making
a lea below their bow. Imagine the travellers,
suspended medway between banks, their craft
a brown leaf on green stem, craning west-wey.
The river asks nothing of them, seeks news from
nowhere as its accent rolls from glottal-stopped
cockney to lodden-soft burr. You will soon be
home, Thames sings to itself as much as to those
it carries. You will soon be home, from home.
‘On the Thames that is the Thames’ was written in 2019 as a commission for the Pre-Raphaelite Society, after viewing an exhibition about William Morris and the River Thames at the River and Rowing Museum in Henley. In 1880 the Morris family (parents William and Jane, and daughters May and Jenny) travelled by houseboat (‘The Ark’) on the Thames from their London home, Kelmscott House in Hammersmith, to their Oxfordshire home, Kelmscott Manor. This poem contains the names of eight Morris designs named after Thames tributaries. Can you spot them all?
© Sarah Doyle