Our table is vacant at the Walker café

I pray for you
before Dante’s Dream
retrace our steps
beyond The Sense of Sight
walk back past Pietà, rest 

in room five, and tell you
how the cabinet of amber and ivory
created in 1700 to hold treasures
is too heavy for me now –
all riches too much to care for                                
when all I want is weightless

 First published in Issue 1 of The High Window