i looked through the books
taking in names
the way time stops
circling shelves
the order
my life understands these
lives … the jingle
of keys sounds too loud
stepping quietly
mind contracts
think about dedication
to public good;
the level
playing fields
(gavels and wooden poverty)
the librarian was happy
to have something to do,
explained automatic
i remember the stamping of books
there is something
the paper and
no end
to turned pages
i love the sound of reading–
so many heads bent
to enter other worlds



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