The old books in the unit
are tattered and spineless,
some have no cover!
Thackeray by Anthony Trollope,
Wordsworth's Collected Poems,
Lew Wallace's Ben-Hur.
The rose-red end-paper
of the King James bible
gives off a musty scent;
antiquity collecting dust
and the yellowing leaves
of the hermitage.
Such a fine tribute to "old books," Kenny. As I have stated many times before, the personal uniqueness of your poems is what makes them most endearing; well, to me, for sure; and to many others as well, I'd be willing to bet. Thank you. Love and best wishes to you,
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
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