This is the lovely introduction to The Feather Room. Oh how I love Anis Mojgani's writing.
If there is a room inside of me
with your name written in it
the language it is written is a lovely one.
One of figs and birds
and beaches the color of butter.
The walls blue, and at least one of them
made from nothing but windows
Another has shelves of speckled stones.
The light pours across the floors
and the trees outside
burn with song.