Lavender

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At The Library

Books embrace me on all sides.
Large print, teens, newly issued.

It is quiet, yet the conversations between
the covers speak with bold enthusiasm.

Humor and drama unfold together
like mating butterflies...

I know not where one ends
and the other begins. Rows and rows

of poetry, science fiction. And, oh,
romance stories whispering just

beneath their paperbacks, dripping in
lingering kisses, with graceful necks sweeping

down to full breasts and feverish, alluring gazes.
There are newspapers, those antiquated pages

of yesteryear, aligned in an orderly fashion in the back
of the room, somewhat solitary and longing to be held,

studied, and remembered for the knowledge
they once-upon-a-time extended and encouraged.

I am here in another world. As if I've stepped into
the rabbit hole, the endless tunnel of words

and more words. I believe if I had to read aloud
each book, all these ideas, I'd start with the letter "A"

forgetting the day and hour, my height, my size,
even my name, content to tumble happily

into the magic of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: My Happy Place!

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: United States

Favorite Poets: I tend to read Ted Kooser, Jim Harrison, Billy Collins, Paul Simon, Robert Frost. I like minimalist poetry, and poems reflecting on nature and Mother Earth.

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Comments

Steamboat_Denny

1 year 3 months ago

This is wonderful, first poem

This is wonderful, first poem I've read about a library and you do a perfect job capturing the allure libraries have for book lovers. The images are so vivid and relatable

Lavender

1 year 3 months ago

Hello, Steamboat Denny!

I wrote this while sitting in the library, observing the world around me. It's such a wholesome, welcoming place.
Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts!
Lavender

Candlewitch

1 year 3 months ago

Dear Lavender,

I think of Libraries as sacred space. Your poem enforces that feeling for me. Being inside the Temple and able to worship and reflect properly. Thanks for this. favorite lines:

It is quiet, yet the conversations between
the covers speak with bold enthusiasm.

*hugs, Cat

Lavender

1 year 3 months ago

Hello, Cat,

I feel the same way - a sacred place for reflection. I feel connected and at home in the library.
Thank you for visiting with me!
Lx

Dalton

2 months ago

I guess a poet's home is a library my most engaging line seems to be the bathos of "down to full breasts of and feverish alluring gazes" of course being a man and the mystery of "the letter "A". Alice in Wonderland was my favourite book as a child and it's still a bewitching mystery to me. Kudos on your taste and exquisite tapestry of words

Lavender

2 months ago

Thank you so much, John,

It seems there is always a poem waiting to be discovered and written with a visit to the library.
L

Dalton

2 months ago

Dear Lavender

Whenever I used visit our huge local library in the centre of town I'd be drawn to the poetry section or the theology section. I'd find the books I'd returned to with the bookmarks I left at the same page making me think noone else reads poetry. Another person accosted me reading a theology book saying don't you know enough about God? Weird world we inhabit