It’s National Library Workers Day

National Library Workers Day

A blog I follow, “The Poetry Department”, posted this note about National Library Workers Day. I deeply value libraries as well as those who keep them running. So, I urge you to honor a library worker in your life.

Scent of Old Books

scent of old books: a haiku
scent of old books: a haiku

scent of old books
espresso machine’s song
hints of jazz piano

I spent many hours of my mid-twenties wandering Seattle’s bookstores and coffee shops. Fond, fond memories. Though a challenging time, mainly financial, I enjoyed that time. Traveling into Seattle became more and more challenging over the years since I returned to Lynnwood. It looks dramatically different, and I haven’t been down since the pandemic started. Puget Sound’s north end holds its charms, too. Just different ones. Evolutions, I guess.

A Haiku Near A Bookstore

within this metal
this writer’s soul delighted 
festive tinsel’s song

A Haiku for Cicero 

My dear Cicero
The glorious written word
Delights my soul, too


Seen outside Bellingham’s Village Books.

The Need To Write

Writing

Part of my brain is itching to write. Usually, there’s something to be said, though. “Oh, I need to blog about this…” coming flowing into my head.

Today, though, there’s just a need to write, to type. Oddly, I’ve spent all day in front of a keyboard, so why spending more time in front of one is compelling escapes me.

One thing I know I need to do to improve my writing: read. I don’t read plain ol’ books much anymore. And I need to fix that.

Sure, writing more is certainly important. But, well, pouring books into my brain is critical, too.

With that, I tried setting an alarm reminding me to turn off all electronics. And that’s just gone off. So, I’m going to wrap this up.

Time to grab a book, made of paper, and turn off this frantic world for awhile.

Libraries 

Betwix books & sunbeams 

Motes of dust glide like stars 

Drifting amongst dreams 

And the dreamers who dream

Living Books 

​For a moment now

My pages, breathing deeply

Passion’s illusions

Monday Morning Haiku

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Lost within pages
Awareness of time vanishes
The glory of books

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