Fixated on wire containers adorned with silky roses craftily
made to resemble perfumed bouquets I went on a quest to
create my own wire holder and since you claimed it to be
impossible to make me such a wire concoction I started
dreaming of hanging a square of wire and adorn it to
my heart’s content
You asked which part of the house I would deface with my
own decorations I thought the corner next to my bed would
be perfect and to expedite my attempt at creating art I looked
into a second-hand bookshop to visualise classic collections
of leather-bound tomes with which I shall change my study
into a replica of the Library at Unseen University
Chains to fasten the magical volumes down BUT I came away
with The Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady Handwritten
quotes and comments with exquisite illustrations and I wish
I could make such a diary though I cannot paint water-
colours in the same way SO you are saved ALL plans
for decoration replaced by a dream
Creating beauty through the sound of sighing words
singing and dancing to delightful rhythms in the
same way the visual world was created
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem