Trees Grow out of Books¹

Our wealth of Books: 
The drifted Relics of all time!²
Books, rather than mouldering behind an iron grating, 
Far from inquisitive gazes, should be worn 
Under the eyes of a great many readers.³
Books must be read as Deliberately 
And Reservedly as they are written.⁴

The books we read are Kindling!⁵
We get no good by calculating profits from a book: 
So much help with so much reading—it is rather 
When we gloriously forget ourselves and plunge 
Soul-forward, headlong into a book’s profound, 
Impassioned for its beauty and salt of Truth—
‘Tis then we get Right Good from books.⁶
There is no frigate like a Book 
To take us lands away—
Nor any Courser like a page 
Of Prancing Poetry!⁷

A marvelous book reveals countless Secrets, 
Alleviates pain & fear, dissolves doubts.⁸
We place around us our Books to form ourselves a Home.⁹
A book isn’t made of sentences laid end to end—
But of sentences built into Arcades or Domes!¹⁰


¹ Mahmoud Darwish tr. Denys Johnson-Davies, Psalm 2
² George Eliot, Middlemarch
³ Jules Verne tr. Robert Baldick, Journey to the Center of the Earth
⁴ Henry David Thoreau, Walden
⁵ Eliot Schain, Disciple
⁶ Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
⁷ Emily Dickinson, There is No Frigate
⁸ Primo Levi tr. Ruth Feldman & Brian Swann, Unfinished Business
⁹ Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
¹⁰ Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own