"Last Night at the Farm, Spring 2005" by Lilly Marsh Last night, I hadn't known how cold the house was Until I was already downstairs. Coming back up that long series on dark treads, Ascending towards the dark rectangle at the top, The dog nosed the door ajar. I saw the light from the bedside candle spill forth, Across all the angles and shadows of the door frame. Our old farmhouse is so full of angles and shadows. The narrow stairwell hall was dark and colorless, An abstract study of gray and black, Repeated patterns stark and stern. But the candlelight fell golden across all the shadows, and, I ascended, drawn back into the warmth, Called back to bed by you. About the Author
Lilly Marsh is a professional studio artist working primarily in sculptural wire knitting and wearable hand woven textiles. She and her husband, Michael, are celebrating their 25th wedding anniversary this summer with their two daughters and their new son-in-law.
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