Augusta Mendelsohn Poems
- The Bookstore I walk purposefully As I do most weekends A ...
- About Time Time is getting more precious With every passing ...
- Snowdrop I glimpsed an impossibly delicate snowdrop ...
- Makeover This New Year I'm writing a new page on fresh ...
- The Empire At the heart of the benevolent empire The centers...
- Questions Do I hear drums of war? Or it's just the ...
- The Danube Let's board a boat Sail down the Danube From the...
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I walk purposefully
As I do most weekends
A mile each way
To buy a book
Lest that gem of a bookstore
Succumbs to Amazon
And the neighborhood loses its soul.
Other fellow conspirators
Cross my path
And we smile and nod
Content to belong.
Today’s author is young and intent
The complicit audience
Follows her into the story.
My weekly ritual of indecision
Leads to a choice.
Some books open wide new worlds
Some are great fun
A familiar aroma of coffee and rich soup
Rises from the downstairs coffeehouse.