Walked across the park in the warm morning
with the leaves at their giddy yellow best
to the quite different palatte of the museum.
New Islamic galleries awash with treasures.
Reminded me of John Masefield's
I must go down to the sea again
to the lonely sea and the sky
And all I ask is a tall ship
and a star to steer her by.....
For me it's not remotely the sea, but the idea of longing awakened by art and books
Just imagine living in the Damascus Room when one can't possibly go to real Damascus just now.
No good wandering round the museum taking pictures of stuff
except I couldn't resist this luster glass cup. Abbasid Period 9th or 10th century. Iran or Iraq
A good place to go to study things
and talk about them with friends.
