Mendip Slow Drift unshaped it belongs beside a bed

it belongs beside a bed

The dark bronze arm

It does not

veining outward from a central seam the way cracked stone reveals its age

In Jodhpur

Mendip Slow Drift unshaped it belongs beside a bedA room settles the way water finds its level, slowly, without edges, until it simply rests where it lands. This rug takes that shape literally. Hand tufted by artisans in Jodhpur, its silhouette was never drawn with a ruler; it pools across the floor the way moss spreads across stone, one curve answering the next. Fine contour lines are carved by hand into the deep olive pile, rippling outward like sound moving through still water, each ring a