by Tara Kay
I love going to the library, I get lost in the books...makes me feel alive...and how you can escape for a while. |
by Piogga
This poem transported me to where you were. It's not just the imagery but the quiet little sounds that were scattered throughout and described so distinctly. It's different because the library in my school is quite the opposite. It's usually packed with people. However, the meaning/purpose of the library is misconstrued as it's now used as a place to chatter or hang out (where Im from at least). The technology part seems somewhat universal though that's why I absolutely love it whenever our librarian uses the typewriter. The sound is relaxing, I find. The beeping on the other hand is just hair-raising. Reminds me of the hospital. |
Another one of those poems that are unique. I loved how you said sounds make black holes, really emphasizes silence. Your descriptions describe the atmposhere all too well! The technology part at the end was a bit of a surprise. I guess I see it as you don't care to be doing what you're doing, you'd rather actually be using the library for what it's worth, reading? Interesting spin on the end there. Once again a nice poem :) |
I love libraries, I could live in one and be completely content! I'd hole up in a corner with stacks of hoarded books that I would read through within a week! lol |