August 22, 2022 · 11:52 pm

Reborn
Gifts and packages, /
Clothes and books and small treasures. /
Old skin shed for new.
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August 22, 2022 · 12:45 pm

Magic
Books are phrased Magic /
Words shaped by the writer’s touch /
Sculpted on the page.
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December 18, 2021 · 10:29 am

The stack
Book pile grows higher. /
Tree of knowledge overflows /
Into empty rooms.
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December 11, 2021 · 2:39 pm

“My books are water; those of the great geniuses is wine. Everybody drinks water.” – Notebook, 1885