The old bookcase is the backdrop for all the ordinary objects- its colour and genuinely distressed surface
sets of any thing on it or in it. Fallen bird's nests- perfect in their roundness.
Old books collected from second hand shops with delicious gilt and embossing.
The contents are all treasures- poems, stories and illustrations.
A crystal bunch of grapes
on an empty frame with the sunlight caught in it's fruit and stem.
Where was the old French bookcase before I bought it?
In which French village, in whose home?
A thing of beauty is a joy forever...
Psalm 27 The message- I'll contemplate His beauty; I'll study at His feet.
