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Poetry Friday: Chance by Molly Peacock

May 12th, 2017 (06:00 am)
determined

Current Mood: determined
Current Song: Revolution by The Veronicas

may favor obscure brainy aptitudes in you
and a love of the past so blind you would
venture, always securing permission,
into the back library stacks, without food
or water because you have a mission:
to find yourself, in the regulated light,
holding a volume in your hands as you
yourself might like to be held. Mostly your life
will be voices and images. Information. You
may go a long way alone, and travel much
to open a book to renew your touch.

- Chance by Molly Peacock

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Posted by: Kay McGriff (kaymcgriff)
Posted at: May 12th, 2017 08:02 pm (UTC)
library stacks

I have many fond memories of wandering through various library stacks--not sure that's where I found myself, but I still love to wander.

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: May 12th, 2017 08:17 pm (UTC)
Re: library stacks

The best.

Posted by: Mary Lee Hahn (Mary Lee Hahn)
Posted at: May 13th, 2017 11:55 am (UTC)

Sensory memory -- the smell of the aisles in the tiny library of my childhood. Ahhhh!!!

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: May 13th, 2017 03:13 pm (UTC)
reading

Lovely memories!

Posted by: Michelle Kogan (Michelle Kogan)
Posted at: May 15th, 2017 05:26 am (UTC)

Enchanting poem, bringing us home to our heart of books and libraries, thanks for sharing it! When on a book mission hunger pangs seem to totally cease.

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: May 15th, 2017 03:45 pm (UTC)

Books are the best!

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