Llwyn Celyn outhouse walls
Wood and water, whitewash, iron,
rust spreading into cracks
and splits and grain;
history beckons, chronology shouts
In what order did these planks get laid,
what re-used, what good as new?
Llwyn Celyn, the Holly Grove,
had outhouses like these,
built in the six centuries since
the farmhouse was raised
What eye gauged, what hand fashioned,
what ears heard the thump of hammer,
the ring of nail,
the echo resounding?
Exercise written to this photo prompt for a creative writing class on attentiveness and feeling
Zenrinji 