This house which is lived in resounds with the chorus of voices
bound in the press of its generous, unconcealed blessings;
affection is neither distressed nor restrained, nor caught in the
intricate mesh of wicker and wire-ordered veins of its living
construction, contained within gentle, carbon-breathing walls.
The halls are hung with wooded reminders that ask your forbearance –
the task is benign and in the heartbeat pulsing rooms you find
an arcade of worthy mementos defined. The rooms are clothed
in guises unique and disconnected each from each, yet oddly unified,
resting easily before eyes sorely seduced,
Wearing tenant characters deduced in muted shades and crafted
shadows folded into thriving colour and softening drapes hung or
flung in wide, comforting curves revealing the objects ordinarily
placed in ordered disorder; this space is so soothing and yet it d
deceives in the ease that it steals your heart.
Where do you start in generous phrases to describe this house
which astounds and amazes?
© I.D. Carswell
For Paula and her amazing Houses