Book Nomad

 I cart My accoutrements

Room to room

Place to place.

A nomad

Suggesting industry

(But really begging for it).

At various stages of unread

The sand of my house-dust’s biome

Doesn’t stick

Only because

A vain pursuit

Of usage

Keeps them moving.


Were I to leave one behind

It’d most assuredly be

The exact one I “needed”

And didn’t have.

So I’ll keep living

This way

Room to room

(And place to place).

A nomad

Whose imperative necessities

Are stacks of books

– And though a constant

Something akin to worship –

Lugged quite unceremoniously

Everywhere I go.


6 thoughts on “Book Nomad

  1. Isn’t it a good show ? Smart, funny, sad, kind of quirky at times, good writing, and for me… easy to look at.
    But, Rory is always carrying books around everywhere she goes.


  2. Your words are welcome ones! Thank you for stopping by, reading, and taking the time to let me know what you think. I’m better for your visit and your efforts! (And please come again!)


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