Walked to the library today
(first, feast on that: I walked to my library.)
(that’s so COOL!),
picked up a few things to make my still unpacked bookshelves feel less lonely:
Villete, Charlotte Bronte
The Handmaid’s Tale, Margret Atwood
Mere Anarchy, Woody Allen
Wifey, Judy Blume
Dream When You’re Feeling Blue, Elizabeth Berg
The Aleph & Other Stories, Jorge Luis Borges
Puro Cuento, Sandra Cisneros
Durable Goods, Elizabeth Berg
Summerland, Michael Chabon
Wonder Boys, ” ”
Gentlemen of the Road, ” ”
I’m most ‘specially excited for the Chabon novels–
I keep starting them in bookstores,
inevitably, fifteen minutes before closing.
As if your need to go home is greater than my need to finish a book,
Barnes & Noble employees.
I anticipate several afternoons at Beantown and Jameson Brown,
or even a wander down to the Sierra Madre cemetery,
to sit under an enormous cedar and read stories to ghosts.
They’ll appreciate the company, I’m sure.