Dilton Marsh Halt

A poem by Sir John Betjeman, Poet Laureate 1972-1984

Was it worth keeping the Halt open,
We thought as we looked at the sky
Red through the spread of the cedar-tree,
With the evening train gone by?

Yes, we said, for in summer the anglers use it,
Two, sometimes three
Will bring their catches of rods and poles and perches
To Westbury, home for tea.

There isn't a porter. The platform is made of sleepers.
The guard of the last train puts out the light
And high over lorries and cattle the Halt unwinking
Waits through the Wiltshire night.

Oh housewife safe in the comprehensive churning
Of the Warminster launderette!
Oh husband down at the depot with car in car-park!
The Halt is waiting yet.

And when all the horrible roads are finally done for,
Aand there's no more petrol left in the world to burn,
Here to the Halt from Salisbury and from Bristol
Steam trains will return.


On a personal note, I'm pleased the station is open as it's 8 mins walk from my house, so very convenient for getting to work. A big thank you to Sir John as I've heard his poem was used in a recent campaigne to keep it open.