Friday, July 27, 2012


In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary. 
~Aaron Rose


Anonymous said...

books compelling light they emit
to stand tall
or recline to
of being books
fame, but
those sleeping
on side
infuse a day
with reverie
making of their incline
portals demanding descent. So Pound
in contagious
madness spine erect
salutes Rome's
supposed un
alterable rays, while
Hiroshige dreams
he's melting snow at Fuji's
summit & reveals
seeping into ground bookshelves pretend
they float above

Petrea Burchard said...

Your whole post is a poem, Ms. M.

dive said...

Oh, how gorgeous. I had to gasp, Ms.M. I've just taken a break from the Olympics and popped over here to find everything turned to gold.

Wonderful words as ever from Anon to complement your perfect pictures.
I love looking at people's bookshelves and yours and N's must be among the most fascinating in America. However, I wonder if Georgia o'Keefe minds having hefty Hiroshige lay on top of her like that.
My own shelves, of course, boast a much loved copy of No Wrong Notes.

altadenahiker said...

Oh, the last one. Serene, Japanese.

Margaret said...

I love it when people show me the beauty and art in things I seldom notice.

Ms M said...

Anon, such a compelling poem. You dream books so well xxoo

Thank you, Petrea. I'm inspired by the posts you and others create on your blogs.

Dive: Thanks--glad I can add to the spirit of the games :-). N is the main librarian and bibliophile in our household. I, too, am always interested in what people have on their bookshelves. (You're right; Georgia's probably pissed. I'll speak to the librarian on her behalf.)

Karin: I like that one quite a lot, too.

Thank you, Margaret. I learn so much from all my "blog friends" and their blogs.