You can never have too many walls—
or bookshelves.
Books and pictures, maps and stuff:
bowls and baskets, plants and pottery
telling the stories of all the years
we’ve spent
reading, studying, traveling.
These walls, these shelves are
remembered locations and conversations,
past connections, past lives.
These are our connections,
the string of events that led us here
to this time, this place,
this relationship:
you and me and the network
of ties that bind.
