Book Ends Poem by Jim Young
Book Ends
my nose in this old book
a seance with every hand
that held it close
at every fireside lighted
in the dust down gloaming
in every nook
in every strand
of thought morose
or drawn delighted
booked and roaming
in stares and stares
that rage on the pages
of where's oh where's
that ache down the ages
entangled in my poem
a very particular duality
Wednesday, August 16, 2017
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