rooms -- poem print

$10.00

limited edition art print of “rooms,” a poem by Amy Bornman. 8x10”, printed on cardstock, frame or pinboard ready

poem text:

rooms

I’ve closed off so many of the rooms of
my soul. I live now in one bright room filled
with toys, with noise, with children.
How many times have I oversteeped the tea
out of pure forgetfulness? There’s a room in
me where I remember. A room in me where
I plant the garden I imagine I could plant.
A room in me where I am a very good friend.
Those rooms, down the long hall, doors
closed and locked. For a time, for a time.
Life is long, and it changes. In this room, I
am vigilant, and I dance to the music. In this
room I compose endless snacks, then clean
up endless crumbs. This beautiful room is
a whole life. This beautiful room is holding
my body in a soft repose, in a posture of
loving, in the embrace of a sofa and a
child’s body draped over mine.

Ships to US addresses. We can not ship prints internationally at this time — apologies! Amy is the primary caregiver to two small children, so work is slow — please expect a lead time of up to two weeks before your order ships. The print will be sent using USPS First Class Mail and will not be trackable. If three weeks have gone by and your order has not arrived, please get in touch!

Send a note if you are interested in a digital version of this print!

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limited edition art print of “rooms,” a poem by Amy Bornman. 8x10”, printed on cardstock, frame or pinboard ready

poem text:

rooms

I’ve closed off so many of the rooms of
my soul. I live now in one bright room filled
with toys, with noise, with children.
How many times have I oversteeped the tea
out of pure forgetfulness? There’s a room in
me where I remember. A room in me where
I plant the garden I imagine I could plant.
A room in me where I am a very good friend.
Those rooms, down the long hall, doors
closed and locked. For a time, for a time.
Life is long, and it changes. In this room, I
am vigilant, and I dance to the music. In this
room I compose endless snacks, then clean
up endless crumbs. This beautiful room is
a whole life. This beautiful room is holding
my body in a soft repose, in a posture of
loving, in the embrace of a sofa and a
child’s body draped over mine.

Ships to US addresses. We can not ship prints internationally at this time — apologies! Amy is the primary caregiver to two small children, so work is slow — please expect a lead time of up to two weeks before your order ships. The print will be sent using USPS First Class Mail and will not be trackable. If three weeks have gone by and your order has not arrived, please get in touch!

Send a note if you are interested in a digital version of this print!

limited edition art print of “rooms,” a poem by Amy Bornman. 8x10”, printed on cardstock, frame or pinboard ready

poem text:

rooms

I’ve closed off so many of the rooms of
my soul. I live now in one bright room filled
with toys, with noise, with children.
How many times have I oversteeped the tea
out of pure forgetfulness? There’s a room in
me where I remember. A room in me where
I plant the garden I imagine I could plant.
A room in me where I am a very good friend.
Those rooms, down the long hall, doors
closed and locked. For a time, for a time.
Life is long, and it changes. In this room, I
am vigilant, and I dance to the music. In this
room I compose endless snacks, then clean
up endless crumbs. This beautiful room is
a whole life. This beautiful room is holding
my body in a soft repose, in a posture of
loving, in the embrace of a sofa and a
child’s body draped over mine.

Ships to US addresses. We can not ship prints internationally at this time — apologies! Amy is the primary caregiver to two small children, so work is slow — please expect a lead time of up to two weeks before your order ships. The print will be sent using USPS First Class Mail and will not be trackable. If three weeks have gone by and your order has not arrived, please get in touch!

Send a note if you are interested in a digital version of this print!

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