The windows of the library
can only be reached
by climbing a ladder
hidden under lock and key;
so as the books unopened
the worlds (words)
within will only know
about each other
through a visitor bringing
the evening papers.
Once I asked the librarian
for the time;
he just looked
at me and shared his view
that to know the time,
I had to leave
cause within
the time will never change
unless defined
in syllables dying.
But through the windows
sometimes sun
may share the secret time
in afternoon,
through dance of dust mites
Today Dora hosts dVerse Poetics where she wants us to write about the open window, which brought me back to my fantasy library where windows are few and hard to reach.
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Very creative! I love the library picture.
It is an amazing library…. just watching it makes me want to stop time.
Yes really, I know right!! I love reading and it makes me feel like to really climb the library, no doubt.
Welcome back librarian! And a library with windows and books unopened, Björn. I love the mystery in the lines:
‘the time will never change
unless defined
in syllables dying’.
The library has to be mysterious it’s the whole point.
True.
I’d expect nothing less of the librarian’s windows, as secretive and cryptic as the librarian himself, even as the dust mites dance in the afternoon light. All hail the librarian! 🙂
I have always found windows in libraries being so mysterious… just as a barrier to the world outside.
i always enjoy a visit to your library
You are always welcome
Your library windows remind me of stained glass windows in a church, or a frosted window in winter — a dim portal in which the interior ordains the message of light. Lovely meditation — especially how time passes there only by “syllables dying.”
The thought of the stained glasses in a church is so apt… only letting in light but not the world.
I always try to find a window seat at the library. daylight always clarifies the text.. Great stuff, BR. Thanks.
I find many libraries do not have many windows, or they are too high up to really be able to look out.
I love what you did with this poem. To know the time means you don’t belong there… what a great thought.
Or maybe time is simply different inside.
Could be…
Perfectly captured, Bjorn!
Thank you
The windows to the library’s soul all so wondrously described by the librarian and the visitor! The fantasy library enthralls with its timeless windows.
I love to imagine the library as a wider metaphor.
A touch of the surreal, yet it all feels very real, the sun streaming through windows that are hard to access and under lock and key…a world of mystery that you can only leave by physically leave, the knowledge within stored forever, but even forever is different in the library…”I once asked the librarian for the time”……the fool…….who asked.
I always wants to have a touch of mystic in my library poem
This librarian loves your poem.
A librarian needs to be a little bit of mystic.
That librarian seems to overcomplicate!
Maybe or maybe it is the world outside that is insane (to me it seems so)
Bjorn that is one mind bender of a poem. I’m not sure my intellect is up to it. You *are* The Librarian.
p.s. That said, in Terry Pratchett’s Disc World, the Unseen University’s (Wizard’s) Librarian is an Orangutan (was a wizard but a spell went wrong) whose single word vocabulary is “Ook.”
Haunting and Philosophical at the same time. Great stuff , Bjorn…Jim
and as always I feel like such an amateur after reading your pieces :D👏🏾
ah the library! In such defiance of time
Time does slip away in a library or just stands still, depending on the words you’re reading or the actual library itself. Beautifully mysterious.
That was beautiful, Bjorn! I always look track of time when reading.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Libraries and secondhand book shops are the best!
Nature will deliver in the end.
Even with unopened windows that library is extraordinary. A good sun is sure to find it and steal through to enlighten those within its confine. Lovely. Thanks.
Hi Bjorn, this really is a lovely and unique take on the prompt.