He dreams in sepia —
Like every book is one in many,
stories merging; flow of water
under bridges, glow of past:
she is woman, mother, girl —
His past is one in many… gone.
“My choice was not to choose…
… to build a world with words.”
The aged librarian smiles…
dreams his dreams but reads in sepia.
Firefly by George Sealey
Kerry gives us a picture by George Sealey at toads to write a poem on. I found it quite dreamlike, and tried to fit it to my librarian.
I will also link up to Poetry Pantry tomorrow.
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January 6, 2017
Björn Rudbergs writings 
There is so much mystery surrounding your librarian and now and again you give us a peek. I love the series and, perhaps because I am of the sepia generation, I find this a comfortable place to be.
Yeah. Not choosing is still a choice. I would love to hear his story. Good stuff
His story comes in small pieces… one bit at a time.
You told me a secret about the librarian once. This makes me think of that, of her, and cross my fingers that the book will end with her walking back into his library. All the possibilities … Will she find him alive or dead? Will she be alive or a ghost? Just a dream? And on and on I go … imagining.
I love the mystery in this, Bjorn. Who knows really what these aged librarians dream!
The aged librarian comes out of the stacks again. I wonder if this is a daguerrotype of his list love…
Hi Bjorn. I like reading about your librarian. Too bad he dreams in sepia.
So the aged librarian has a sepia pin-up. Just as it should be, Bjorn!
His past is one in many… I really liked the tone of that! As if our pasts are an album of sepia toned photographs in a withering album!
That’s actually a bit inspired by Borges quite a lot.. I just read the Aleph, and I think dreams and books can be like that.
I haven’t read it.. but I will try and find it and come back again to your poem!!
I like to imagine that your librarian may have a few memories in sepia of a woman who touched his soul in a way his books cannot.
By coincidence I read a short story by Borges after I had written this… so many connections with the story and the poem I wonder if I had read it before… maybe there is just one book repeated endlessly…
The ether is super connective right now. Or perhaps the time of year allows for extra perception. Cool when that happens.
I love the dreaminess in this poem!💞 Such a wonderful capture, Bjorn 🙂
Many years ago I was lucky as a young teen when my mother worked in library. Then I was able to read adult fiction at will. The reference section was a great education in itself by aiding my homework! I think mankind has built quite a world with words and tried to destroy it with them too.
Nice job one that one. I see your aged librarian in the glow of soft light reading in sepia glow
Very vivid image
Happy New Year Björn
Much💖love
I love this series – the librarian smiles!
The librarian is walled in sepia – a safe place perhaps, a verbally constructed heart.
good to read (in sepia) of your librarian again – the woman has tempted him out!
perhaps the librarian has a story in all of these books!
A world made of the words that brew out of him, how I love that thought… No wonder he’s smiling. 🙂
He has built a sepia toned sanctuary while the world flows on around him. I wonder if he ever wonders about what would have happened had he actively chosen, instead of letting the circumstances chose for him.
“… to build a world with words.” Think of all the worlds that have been built by dreamers… and sepia readers.
Sepia is a great metaphor for vintage and times gone by, history and what we learn from it, hopefully. Perfect for your librarian character. 😊
That look can bring so much beautiful lines…so subtle an expression like the image itself…the librarian is becoming more and more interesting…!!
Yes, so like a dream!
It is the sepia that’s so alluring, and I appreciate you capturing it.
I love “he dreams in sepia”, his love of books…..I rather love the aged librarian, who is sort of dreamy himself. You have made him so real to us. I love the idea of building a world with words.
I love the mystery here and this Sepia librarian!
I too love the mystery. The sepia provides the perfect haze in which to place a this librarian, who seems to have many secrets.
So nicely done.
This is gloriously moody and atmospheric!
The photo does have a dreamlike quality, I think of the Librarian as walking through a house of time, who knows,maybe spellbound.
When you read it aloud, there’s magic added to this haunting tale of the librarian who thinks in sepia in a world of words.
A wonderful piece. I adore your aged librarian series.
‘“My choice was not to choose…
… to build a world with words.”
– an intriguing line … a fascinating line, really.
I very much enjoyed your reading and would love to hear more.
Oh yes, this fits very well your aged librarian, adding another aspect. Somehow the sepia seems just right.
I like the new hues ‘sepia’ in the story of aged librarian.
The aged librarian smiles…
dreams his dreams but reads in sepia.
Old photos in sepia make perhaps are too familiar to the aged librarian that he just could not avoid them, reading or looking..
Hank
Love your librarian! He seems to be a custodian of a mystical library way beyond our ken. I love how you paint him in tones of sepia ink