monoceros blogsOne of my summer book purchases includes a poetry collection by Linda Pastan. A few months ago, I realized I'd saved a number of Linda Pastan's poems from the Writer's Almanac, so many that I thought I ought to purchase a collection. I picked Carnival Evening: New and Selected Poems 1968-1998.
Here's one that I liked very much.
The Bookstall
Just looking at them
I grow greedy, as if they were
freshly baked loaves
waiting on their shelves
to be broken open - that one
and that - and I make my choice
in a mood of exalted luck,
browsing among them
like a cow in sweetest pasture.
For life is continuous
as long as they wait
to be read - these inked paths
opening into the future, page
after page, every book
its own receding horizon.
And I hold them, one in each hand,
a curious ballast weighting me
here to the earth.
lovely one, indeed!
Posted by: tiggie at August 3, 2006 12:49 AMsuch a spot-on piece. thanks for sharing this!
Posted by: shin at August 3, 2006 12:30 PMGlad you both liked it. Will see if I can find other good ones. Hello again, Shin!
Posted by: monoceros at August 4, 2006 11:19 AM