In search of space, light,
Empty air.
The bed is lifting out of
Its nightmares
From dark corners, chairs
Are rising up to crash through clouds.
This is the time and place
To be alive:
When the daily furniture of our lives
Stirs, when the improbable arrives.
Pots and pans bang together
In celebration, clang
Past the crowd of garlic, onions, spices,
Fly by the ceiling fan.
No one is looking for the door.
In all this excitement
Another triplet of objects, this time a  lexical field  of cooking ingredients with strong flavours, representing the feelings of joy that are giving meaning to her life, like a strongly-spiced meal. 

This Room