Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN A LIBRARY, by ELEANOR G. R. YOUNG First Line: They left me there Last Line: And shook my head. Subject(s): Books; Libraries & Librarians; Reading | ||||||||
They left me there In that great, silent room Lined on all sides with books, The sunlight filtered through old leaded glass. They did not notice my half-hushed delight At the dear, beckoning sight Of that wide world of books; They only thought that I must wait somewhere And left me there With countless treasures that called out to me In friendly greeting, so persistently That I stepped forward. How could I choose Among so many? After a long while I timidly reached out and took A little, well-thumbed book And laughed aloud because the very lines Penciled so heavily in deep, firm blue Were passages I loved and cherished too. "Were we so very long?" my three friends said. I looked about the dear low-vaulted room, Looked at the well-thumbed book upon my lap, And shook my head. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO SONNETS: 1 by DAVID LEHMAN THE ILLUSTRATION?ÇÖA FOOTNOTE by DENISE LEVERTOV FALLING ASLEEP OVER THE AENEID by ROBERT LOWELL POETRY MACHINES by CATE MARVIN LENDING LIBRARY by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY A YOUNG CHIEF RETURNS by ELEANOR G. R. YOUNG |
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