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Our Square

By: Fiona Dean

About The Poem

This poem was inspired by the William Morris love poem Our hands have met, however rather than a love poem it’s about our strong community in Waltham Forest and the fellowship of meeting hands. It takes us on a journey from meeting in a round ( a group together) to meeting in a square, (the new Fellowship Square).


The Poem

our hands have met

not as a lovers

but they have touched


and entwined


with fleeting contact


they clasped

a round,

in a square


but alone now

wringing together

except a latex touch


an invisible smile

no super capes here






tender care


the light changes

we emerge


a more confident touch


trailing through

diamond sparkling

sun touched

our Lea


across our wetlands,

safer now like

the little egret

with plumes of white


we are strong


our hands meet


all our hands


once again

in fellowship

In a round

In a square

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