Monday, May 16, 2011

Fog


I used to dream of having a big library, with the roller ladder and all.
I'd wear a tweed jacket with the leather elbow patches.
Peruse ancient tomes.
Big overstuffed arm chair and a cello in the corner that I had always wanted to get around to learning how to play.
I would have "colleagues" and we would discuss importantia.
I would be fluent in Greek and Latin...

Now I'm just glad that my basement ceiling is high enough so that I can walk upright there.

Now, no matter what I read it seems like I've read it before.

Now, I've taken more books to Half-Price than are dreamed of in your philosophies.

15 Comments:

Blogger The Bug said...

I used to dream of being a librarian (I'm still a little salty that I didn't go that route), but I never dreamed of having important conversations about books. I just wanted people to leave me alone so I could read them!

Curiously, even though most books do seem formulaic I don't seem to mind. That could be my age though - everything's new to me now!

12:35 PM  
Blogger Jingle said...

books touch common ground of human experiences,
well done, beautiful finishing line.

1:56 PM  
Blogger Jingle said...

books touch common ground of human experiences,
well done, beautiful finishing line.

1:56 PM  
Blogger Reflections said...

I too shared that dream, having a room dedicated to books... walls and walls covered in their glory.

2:01 PM  
Blogger Glenn Buttkus said...

My walls are covered with books.
You have seen them, and the
words flow quickly from them
since they have all been made
into movies.

2:31 PM  
Blogger Helen said...

I have just joined a book club ... hoping we all have something relevant to discuss next week ..

2:38 PM  
OpenID verseinanutshell said...

I love the last line. Fantastic poem. My Magpie: http://verseinanutshell.wordpress.com/2011/05/16/open-book/

3:26 PM  
OpenID honeyhaiku said...

This is a rare delight. Enjoyed reading your work.

4:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hallo, Doug!
Actually, you do have a room with bookcases soooo high that on needs a ladder to reach the top shelf; at least I would need a ladder for this.
Hope you can find the books you want at the Library or through sources like amazon or abesbooks.com

Tschüß,
Anonomann

9:41 AM  
Blogger Tess Kincaid said...

I'm picturing Henry Higgins here. I've hauled off my fair share to Half-Price, too, but only to make room for new ones.

9:54 AM  
Blogger HyperCRYPTICal said...

I used to dream of having a room like that too...

Anna :o]

4:26 AM  
Blogger Doctor FTSE said...

Well done again, Lane. Drily funny and tongue-in-cheek.

5:41 AM  
Blogger Jinksy said...

I think it just proves you can have too much of a good thing...

4:46 AM  
Blogger Lucy Westenra said...

Picture perfect, Lane! Oh, oh, oh . . all our dreams that come to nought!

11:26 AM  
Blogger Sue J said...

I used to play at libraries when I was a kid. Love the last sentence. You never take the ones you love to Half-Price though. I often wish I'd kept a record of everything I've read. Lovely Magpie.

3:43 AM  

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