for the love of books

I love to read.

Yesterday I purchased two used books from a very used bookstore
Hemingway and Steinbeck

I lazily tossed both on top of a shelf in my office
Maybe I’ll read them at the same time

One cubby hole down sits Bukowski
which happens to be next to a few books that I’m published in

and on the floor, near my right foot, The Unabridged
Edgar Allan Poe. That’s literally the name of the book

In back of my chair is a box that I have yet to completely unpack
In the box are a number of books, books, books.

On my desk sits Final Harvest, Emily Dickinson
It’s impossible for my person to become bored

oh, and I just found Papa, A Personal Memoir written by
Gregory H. Hemingway, M.D. in back of the monitor

I could clean my office but the life would be sucked out of the
otherwise very empty room

I don’t think I’ll do that. Hell, I haven’t even mentioned what’s in the dry sink.

Personal space is a beautiful thing, if we let it be.

-M. Taggart

 

16 thoughts on “for the love of books

  1. My own most recent acquisition is a collection of short stories by Margaret St. Clair (1911- 1995). I’d been watching old “Night Gallery” TV episodes and reading the short stories about half the episodes were based on. St. Clair had two stories dramatized for that series, and they struck me as very good stories indeed, so I went hunting for more.

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  2. Aaw, it brings us happiness when we are surrounded with things that we love. Things that bring us to places, excites our emotions and thoughts. I don’t mind if they are clutter, ๐Ÿ™‚

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