He says he’s a slow reader, and I envy his time to savor words.
I have been skimming for months now.
Careening through stories and carefully-chosen observations
gives no respect to these masters of their craft.
Squinting to see phrases through tired glasses —
even they have exhausted their patience with this pace.
Oh the glory of that waltz of words — now allegro! now presto!
I will take you to bed and stay there for days —
Henry, May, Alice, Michael.
What will the neighbors say?
WORDS: ©2014, Jen Payne
IMAGE: Woman Reading, Will Barnet, 1970
4 thoughts on “Reading Repentance”
Lol, I am reading this in bed with a stuffed animal lying on my chest for a lap desk. I think I look pretty much just like the picture. 🙂
How nice is that?!?
I KNEW that was Will Barnet. He’s almost never seen around the Net, I think.
Love the poem. Am sure I know Henry and May. But Alice? The Wonderland wonder? That one? And Michael? is he Cunningham, perchance? And if not, who?
Henry – Thoreau, of course. And May – Plant Dreaming Deep is next. Have you read it? Alice, was Alice Hoffman who I have devoured this year. But I do have Alice on my iPhone, she’s through the looking glass now. And Michael – ah! Ondaatje, Running in the Family. So many books…