National Poetry Month @ your library

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Inside my library are architectural codes, IT certification books, criminal justice resources, and electronics manuals. My students are craftsmen, network builders, architects, detectives–hands on learners diving head first into life’s obstacles and opportunities. They are inherently unique and fearless with a refreshingly honest perspective. Like poems, ideas flow through them and breed new life into this world. My students might not look like poets or logophiles. Not due to their lack of inclination or innovation, but to your narrow definition of poets and dreamers. April is National Poetry Month. It’s a time to banish your prejudices and to release the weight which restricts your progression. Poems invite you to dream, explore, improve, and forgive. So, curl under the Poet’s Tree, sip some tea, and read with me.


In the Library
By Charles Simic
There’s a book called
“A Dictionary of Angels.”
No one has opened it in fifty years,
I know, because when I did,
The covers creaked, the pages
Crumbled. There I discovered

The angels were once as plentiful
As species of flies.
The sky at dusk
Used to be thick with them.
You had to wave both arms
Just to keep them away.

Now the sun is shining
Through the tall windows.
The library is a quiet place.
Angels and gods huddled
In dark unopened books.
The great secret lies
On some shelf Miss Jones
Passes every day on her rounds.

She’s very tall, so she keeps
Her head tipped as if listening.
The books are whispering.
I hear nothing, but she does.


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