“For love, all love of other sights controls,And makes one little room an everywhere.”— John Donne, The Good Morrow
I spoke these lines to John when I married him in 1979. Angelica read them at Forrest and Manon’s wedding in 2012. A little room for lovers is a different thing from the little room that contains a family, an expanding family, yet that room is truly everywhere. A continent, a whole world.
I spent some time this morning looking at photographs:
“Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.”