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Re-reading an old book

January 21, 2019
By chiaroscuro17 SILVER, Congers, New York
chiaroscuro17 SILVER, Congers, New York
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Favorite Quote:
“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward. Maybe they have to be crazy. How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels? While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”


I run my fingers across the spines of homes I once knew

Molten emotions fuel the fire in each hearth

The smoke curling from the chimneys, an incense of which only I know the flavor

My eyes settle on a scarlet, leather bound structure

Through the door is room stuck in the web of time

Here I flew

Here I breathed deeply while sinking in thick water

I look up the ivy to see a raven perched on a brick jutting out from the ruined home

He invites me inside

His story I know

And he mine


The author's comments:

While I was re- reading a book after a long time, I was struck by how easy it was to re-enter the world I made for this novel years ago. Opening the cover was like opening the door of my childhood home. Unvisited, but never forgotten. The rooms of the world I built were exactly as I had left it, waiting for me to come back. The details of the furnishing and even the way the dust floated in the rays of sunlight spilling onto the ornate floors of the book had not changed; and it never would. 


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