Alexander Averin

Thursday, 1 May 2014

A Room of Her Own

A Room of Her Own

Would-be poet,  would be writer-woman
whose tales must not be sepia, black and
white or second-rate. Her needs are few: warmth
quiet and sweet solitude. Candles, a
notebook and pen, a place for her wolfhound
friend, who is squashy, soft and nearly as
long as the sofa she dreams and schemes upon.
She will confide in him, he reads her mind
and loves her in return. From an ancient
attic room, an eyrie under the beams,
only colourful words are created,
poems fly out of the ether, stories
descend upon her through the skylight.
When times are hard she gazes at the booklined
walls which set the would-be woman-writer’s bar.

Cait O’Connor

(It's Magpie Tale time again, read more here).


Teresa Evangeline said...

I LOVE this ... fabulous photo!

Mac n' Janet said...

Wonderful, and nothing changes, every woman needs a room of her own. I have one upstairs, but others keep sneaking their stuff in, mutter, mutter, mutter.

Tess Kincaid said...

Beautiful...evocative...scenes from "I Know Where I'm Going" come to mind...

Jinksy said...

That reminds me of Jo in 'Little Women', writing away in her attic. *smiles*

Kay G. said...

Create your colorful words, you would-be writer woman!

Love this poem, it makes me wish I could interrupt you in your writing room with a cup of Yorkshire tea!

Unknown said...

LOL! Love your space by the way, looks like a haven, and here we go again I have just quoted Virginia in a post I have written for Vision and Verb! We intertwine at times:~)

Anonymous said...

I like this. Very evocative

Carrie Van Horn said...

A space any writer would love....:-)

Pondside said...

A great space and a really good poem!

Reading Tea Leaves said...

Oh so Beautiful Cait - poem, photo and friend.


Procrastinator extraodinaire said...

Another good poem. Do they flow naturally or do you have to spend some time working on them?