At The Foundation
— Carla Stanley —
Small house
with
big intentions
in suspension
sits near
the forest waist
clutch close
in field it rests with
bricks thick as they could be
made by hands that don’t anymore
built up most still up
where wood wouldn’t now
or then
at best its sanctuary
lay your very head
on floored beams
the house holds home
full at night
dreams room roam
this is lovely – i feel this housey home and love how you write.
Inspired by the stones with no house on the left going up Buck Mtn Road. Thank you Sadie.