Huset Vid Sjön-
The first thing I do in a new house
is invite my younger self for tea.
I show her all the mugs,
her hands roam over the blankets and bottles.
-And you’re truly happy?’ She mouths with awe.
‘Are you proud?’ I ask smug like a cat.
We embrace
over the doorway, her suitcase packed
with miles to go before she’s home.
is invite my younger self for tea.
I show her all the mugs,
her hands roam over the blankets and bottles.
-And you’re truly happy?’ She mouths with awe.
‘Are you proud?’ I ask smug like a cat.
We embrace
over the doorway, her suitcase packed
with miles to go before she’s home.
.......
I dream of an old woman
dancing in a garden, arms full of mushrooms.
She invites me for tea.
she shows me all her mugs,
my hands roam over the glass buoys and books.
We meet together over
home grown bergamot.
‘And you’re happy?’ I mouth through my dream haze.
She smiles, and smiles, and dances through the bluebells
dancing in a garden, arms full of mushrooms.
She invites me for tea.
she shows me all her mugs,
my hands roam over the glass buoys and books.
We meet together over
home grown bergamot.
‘And you’re happy?’ I mouth through my dream haze.
She smiles, and smiles, and dances through the bluebells
