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by hdunsirn:Peabody library, baltimore 9.6.14
©hannahdunsirn
The peace.
The quiet.
The hush of the hallways.
The smell of books.
The taunt of knowledge.
Sit at a table.
Sit by the stacks.
Sit in the corner.
Absorb the essence.
Hear the whispers.
Of readers.
Of authors.
Read about love.
About adventure.
About history.
About life.
I fear nothing. But I find trying to read in a place like the Peabody library strangely weird, as though this huge hollow space is drawing something out of me in a way that won't allow me to get into a book. That's why I never read in libraries. I always check the books out, take them home, and read in the confines of whatever hovel I happen to be living in at the time.
Ron