(I have seen it)
cloudy but bright inside
like a moonstone,
while a yellow gleam
finds itself from a shatter-crack shone,
and a blue glow from the lamppost
close to the front door.
It left nothing of which to complain,
More to obtain,
Sqarey and smooth, consummately plain.
A black tree mass rose at the back
almost touching the eaves
with the definiteness of magnetease,
was above all discreet.
Oh a lovely magician's retreat.