My future is to walk the aisles of libraries. To follow and to lead, to search in ancient scrolls and books not printed yet. My future is to write my book, be bold with ink. My future is shadowing the aged librarian in my quest to clear out cobwebs and clean the shelves from syllables and dust. My future is to be your voice of reason, to find a path across this treacherous ground. Let this be my manifesto; let this be my promise to do the best I can; to be librarian and man.
first snow falling —
at the empty bird feeder
two sparrows squabble
Toni hosts haibun Monday tonight at dVerse with a prompt on our future plans (especially in writing) and I have plans to write a book on my aged librarian. I also link up to Tuesday Platform at toads.
November 27, 2017