Cory’s Eden
BASED ON AN AERIAL VIEW OF VITA’S SISSINGHURST FROM THE TOWERCORY On the chamomile lawn, a unicorn kneels at my feet and we trot through the tall grass, where I see lions yawning. And suddenly I’m on the roof of the tower. A view from the very top like a bird’s onto the green and red rooms, with their ceilings blown away, full of ladies, dancing and men, bowing and tall white bell flowers burning with a red flame. And a white knight looks up at me and waves and I lean over so far I fall. I fly. And I fly. Swooping like the grey owl over my great and green estate - Until he catches me, and we embrace.