Archive for September, 2009

Bibliophile’s Lament

Posted: 4th September 2009 by Eric in Poetry
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Och, weel horrid, burrowing worm, D’ye ken the damage you have done? Drilled the collected works of Robbie Burns Ruined it with your wriggling turns. Blind, malignat, chewing weevil, What made youj choose this particular shelf?  A murrain on yre: you have my curse, for tha noo The last book on the shelf was a [...]

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A white room twenty feet by fifteen, well I say white but it’s magnolia, as if that seems any less clinical. The recessed fluorescent lights in the suspended ceiling illuminate the room in harsh flickering detail, a white six panelled door with chrome furniture where you ‘come’ in, an identical door where you ‘go’ in. [...]

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