Thursday, April 25, 2013

Twenty-first Century Clutter vs. The Spaciousness of Books


Twenty-first century clutter traps me
fills my time and in a daze my days disappear
--what with Facebook Twitter Email Facetime YouTube
Wikapedia Blogs Podcasts Texting IM Instagram.
Twentieth century paper clutter still around, still abounds
mail delivered daily: donation pleas, advertising come-ons
-- tossed out
magazines mailed monthly: AARP, Southern Poverty Law Center and more
-- kept in baskets
handouts from: poetry readings, classes, events, workshops.
-- kept in files
(like my emails, maybe to read or to need later).


Yet in my house there are books
  on shelves
    on tables
      on night-stands

 many old
    a few new
      some from the library
        some from friends

with their solid feel
and their sometimes temporary status
-- I read them now
(unlike my Kindle, its electronic books unread).


Books in the twenty-first century are
unique      a treat      rare

and when I curl up in a chair
  and hold a book
    and feel the paper
      and turn its pages

when I read and reread and mark parts I love
  with sticky notes or paperclips or highlighting
      or when I underline

my life is spacious and slow

in the old-fashioned twentieth century way.


revised / improved on November 2018

This poem published at Poets&Patrons