Most days
Some days are grand and groovy, when you’re grinning, sunshined blessed life is bright, far better than a movie. Some days are nifty, some are best. Other days are dark […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Library Laws
From each librarian to his successor, the laws have to be repeated, endlessly repeated itemized and memorized and from every generation into next the laws are inked to memory and […]
Never alone
The universe (which others call the Library) is composed of an indefinite andperhaps infinite number of hexagonal galleries – Jorge Luis Borges, The Library of Babel Another day faded as […]
The Phenomenon of the library
In absence of the mirrors the aged librarian still can see himself as shadows dancing, as an apparition in his secret catalogue of books most toxic. His exile to the […]
Still life by the open window
When he called me, just to tell how far it was to fall, how dark was depth beneath the sill how much the voices told him that: “you have nothing […]
