A home in Camden, England to
rent for shoots and stuff.
I want the illuminated drapery so badly
I’d trade my lil’ ballet slippers for it.
Isn’t this place spare and zen?
Linen, hide, grainsack,
chunky knits…a quartet of lovely.
Loving how weathered the floors are.
I’ve strung rosaries round everything in our home for years,
yet above the tub seems genius.
Which reminds me.
As a teen occasionally bored in church,
my friend Cairena taught me to skim the hymnal
and simply add the words in the bathtub
to song titles…
HOW GREAT THOU ART in the bathtub.
JESUS LOVES ME in the bathtub.
HE LIVES in the bathtub.
While this place might bore the devil
out of some of you, I hear choirs of angels.
What a heavenly breeze this spare place
would be to scrub clean, yes?