Behind the seventh shelf

Sometimes, when gibbously pregnant
the moon descends behind a cloak of clouds
to spend an argent night inside his library.
She tiptoes in her silken slippers, teases him

with flashes of her silver flesh to follow deeper
into his shiny labyrinth of secret scrolls;
and there behind the seventh shelf, they nest
in buoyant bliss as the moon gives gentle

birth in ink to yet another sterling verse.
as morning comes, the librarian hugs their moon-
child poem and unlocks the shrine he keeps

beneath a trap-door, sighs and starts to count
the nights until it’s time for her — the moon to spend
another lyric night behind his seventh shelf again.

The Wandering Moon by William Blake

Grace hosts OLN tonight at dVerse, and I wanted to tell a little bit more about love in the library.

February 6, 2020

26 responses to “Behind the seventh shelf

  1. Another triumph for the aged librarian. Now I can add “gibbous” to my vocabulary too. The concept of the moon and the librarian composing “sterling verses” is tender and brilliant. I like the line /teases him with flashes of her silver flesh, to follow deeper into his shiny labyrinth of secret scrolls/. One of your best in this series!

  2. Love in the library, behind the seventh shelf! I’ll be checking out our libraries next week – or does it have to be on an ‘argent night’? I love the sibilance in the lines:
    ‘She tiptoes in her silken slippers, teases him
    with flashes of her silver flesh to follow deeper
    into his shiny labyrinth of secret scrolls’
    and the image of the librarian hugging their moon-child poem’.

  3. I love the moon’s muses, you and I and others. I always think there is so much going on behind the scenes but never thought of a library. Thanks for taking me there. I’m smiling.

  4. This is absolutely swoon-worthy, Bjorn! 💝 I especially love; “they nest
    in buoyant bliss as the moon gives gentle birth in ink to yet another sterling verse.” 🙂

  5. Ongoing blissful rondevous between Muse and Poet in that secret place is swoonworthy in that magical dreamlike place. I love what you have conjured here, Bjorn.

  6. I just love this, Bjorn. Your lyrical wording is perfect to describe the joy that the Librarian feels when his beloved moon appears behind the seventh shelf. I also love that he has a secret trap door that holds his shrine to her…and that wistful sigh until she appears again. It’s so sweet. Gayle ~

  7. Ah that labyrinth of secret scrolls behind the seventh shelf sounds So mysteriously wondrous! Like Glenn, I’ve added gibbous to my vocabulary!

  8. the seventh shelf, has mystery and magic, so much I love about your poem it is so hard to pull away from this gorgeous scene

  9. “Sometimes, when gibbously pregnant”….what a wonderful opening line, beautiful, imaginative language throughout, Bjorn! This one’s a keeper!

  10. Oh my goodness, I love this one! So much for being too weary from work. This one shines with the silvery light of the gibbously pregnant moon. The moon and the Librarian–magic!

  11. Such a magical narrative sonnet, Bjorn. The tryst of librarian and full moon is beautifully portrayed.

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