A Reader Reads

December 9, 2011
By Anonymous

A reader reads.

Howling hushing shushing rushing
Of flipped soft, worn pages
In novels that smell like stories.
Lurid letters of black print swirl,
Prancing perilously, balanced always,
Awaiting reader’s eyes to scan the span,
Of stiff stifled starched cream paper.

The harsh smell of coffee spills splatters sloshes
Into the thoughts of snoring readers.
Their minds find the scent,
And automatically asserts
The fact that coveted coffee
Could, as always and forever will,
Jumpstart upstart restart their hibernating hearts.

Whispers whistle trough wooden silence
Winding whisking waiting for a pair of helpless ears,
Allowing them to taptaptap the fringe of consciousness.
Amidst all the chatter,
The sleepy employee will always be,
Stacking novels on shouting shelves,
Craving caving calling for books books books……

All the while,
A reader reads.

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on Jan. 3 2012 at 3:19 pm
alwaysfallingfurther, Shavano Park, Texas
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thank you very much splendiferous :)

on Jan. 2 2012 at 2:05 pm
queer_fish SILVER, San Antonio, Texas
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The word choice and the sound devices in this poem are awesome. Splendiferous! :)

Mitchel BRONZE said...
on Dec. 13 2011 at 10:04 am
Mitchel BRONZE, Chillicothe, Illinois
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Nothing but positive feedback. I think this is great. The alliteration is brilliant, and it really helps with the flow and rhythm. And I think all readers who appreciate the feel and smell of an actual book--as opposed to Kindles (shudders)--can appreciate "novels that smell like stories." Once again, awesome work.

CaitlinK GOLD said...
on Dec. 13 2011 at 9:46 am
CaitlinK GOLD, Spearfish, South Dakota
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Favorite Quote:
The only time I feel alive is when I'm painting.
- Vincent van Gough

This is really good and creative. I think the world flow and choice is fantastic! [:

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