Or the wood-burner
Stood on a slab of Derbyshire stone
Itself supported by small pyramids of wood
Which no doubt Keith made himself
Or maybe the roof-beams
With their bright and rusted fixing bolts
Or the small patch of raw stone
Left without plaster for visual effect
Actually I do need to tell you
That the room has seven walls
Some long some short especially
Those around one of the three doorways
The largest of which is a double
In the style of French Windows
Which look out onto the large garden
Where the leaves waver in the breeze
O and by the way
The ceiling has five surfaces
Two flat three sloping above which
There is only sky
Sky from which the light falls
Sky from which the rain falls
Sky on which I can contemplate
As I look out through the roof-light
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