To Be, Or Not To Be, Either Way That’s A Lot Of Books – A Poem By Carol J Forrester

The poets are turning out for this challenge! A lovely poem from Carol Forrester. Enjoy.

Writing and Works

There’s a cunning to books I don’t own.
Tricks the eye into slipping
from shelves stacked ‘soon’
where old resolutions stagger
parchment pale and haggard
around uncracked spines.
I play a teasing game,
ply their pages with well-meaning,
find an aged acquaintance,
face new with forgetting.
Thumb their successors guiltily
like a child caught, ear at the door,
and smuggle home each new treasure,
slip it into the seams unseen
and whisper ‘no more, no more’
with every book I’ve ever bought.


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