Donal Mahoney


Newberry Library, Chicago - Poem by Donal Mahoney

Despite the digital holocaust
of computers and cell phones,

Newberry Library remains
the Vatican of books

with the right sounds,
a cough now and then,

a page turning, while out
on the street a beggar

asks for spare change.
Workers with none walk away.

Topic(s) of this poem: books, poverty


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 10, 2015



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