In the Library by Charles Simic.
"I hear nothing, but she does." I don't believe N. N definitely hears the voices of the books. Else, N would not have taken the time to write this poem after finding a barely read tome. He listened to the unread book and chose to make it more well known, to bring it to our attention. He cares, just as Miss Jones does.
Lives devoted to little known pursuits. Hers to books that haven't been read in half a century. His to (some would say) esoteric poetry (though, not me. Keep it active and in your life!).
Favorite line: "She's very tall, so she keeps/Her head tipped as if listening."
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
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