Public libraries / were cherished like Pallas Athene’s temples, / which, for us, in effect, they were.
The soldier boys know nothing / of the world but how to end it.
Brooke, R., 1914 & Other Poems (Complete Press,
/ 28th impression, 1920). Restrained, a story of memory,
/ navy-bound with a firmament of stains,…
At evening when the lamp is lit,
/ Around the fire my parents sit;
/ They sit at home and talk and sing,
/ And do…
Sa võtad mu lahti kui raamatu
/ loed, lehitsed, loed,
/ ja ma tunnen suurt uhkust ja mõnu.
/ Sa tead mind peast –
/ sellepärast just…
chopping the beets with onions and Bramleys
adding sugar, spice, and vinegar
and slowly simmering them together.
In T.S. Eliot’s Collected, a hand written dedication,
/ To all self-worshippers.
/ Over the line in Lord Nelson’s letter to Lady Hamilton
Books – thousands – on shelves –
/ Wisdom of ages.
/ Folly if not in me
/ When two words do
/ for ten, then there is