Light oak polished
floor, mantel-shelf,
hundreds of books
lining walls each side
small tables, reading
lamps, wall lights – four
modest tv, and film
collection, clicking
knitting needles, coffee
cups, pens, inks, paper
iPad, Mac, iPhone
Bethle’m nativity scene
star above stable door
bright Persian rug
set centred on the
floor – Libertino’s
Italian magic carpet
rides to places
unheard of heretofore.
Beige leather sofa
and chairs, black
stove warming
hearts and home
low round table
books, journals, arts
Zbigniew Herbert poems
Thomas Merton, Thomas Mann
watercolours, Richard Rohr
Rabindranath Tagore
Ken Wilber, Austin Farrer’s
The End of Man
Rembrandt’s The Artist
in his Studio has inward
looking eyes – painted-out
dulled and black. His
great paintings seen
in mind’s eye and
nothing did they
lack. So from my
mind’s eye in a
favourite room at
home, pen strokes
paint – in words
alone.
Simon Marsh