Went to bed too late,
Woke up too early.
Reached for a book from my library.
My library is not contained in a one corner
Of one room,or one book shelf, One bookcase.
No! There are bookcases of different sizes
Holding books of different dimensions
With numerous titles, different content,
By different authors.
My library, not the public library.
My library, filled with the books
I chose, purchased arranged, rearranged.
Books on subjects that matter to me.
Always more unread books than read.
Books I found, books that found me
Books put away with the intention of being read.
I once bought a book because it fell
On my head from a shelf set
Somewhere between heaven and earth.
Yes that book found me!
leading me to believe I have better luck
Finding books than romance!
Janet Cormier is a painter, writes prose and poetry, and performs comedy. JC prefers different and original over pretty. She loves collecting stuff, but cleaning not so much. Janet also talks to strangers…a lot. Her column now appears weekly on Oddball Magazine.