Poetic Praise for Libraries
About two decades ago, I started facilitating a writing group called Writing From the Heart at the then North Loop Branch Library (that branch is now the Yarborough Branch in the former Americana Theater). In fact, the group still meets; it is now called 15 Minutes of Fame and they meet at the Twin Oaks Library.
One of the truly gifted writers I met back then is an Austin treasure: Thom the World Poet. I recently crossed paths with Thom at a local poetry open mic. He gifted the following poem to us and has given me permission to share it on this blog with all our fellow library fans. Enjoy!
Reading is a love of knowledge, as represented by books
extended via access to computers, clean community spaces
to gather as individuals, as clubs, groups,
we, as communities value these spaces.
They are our resource if we have no computer
or cannot afford a DVD rental or CD to hear.
Their format has changed as our needs grow deeper and
budget cuts have stolen hours of access and librarians’ wages.
One must be as devoted as a monk to pursue a career in librarianship in 2013.
Yet, still we migrate and pilgrimage, books in hand, towards that space we see as secular
where thoughts and words and deed reside between covers
were we might once again discover a treasure
some gem of written or virtual meditation
that might restore all of us (including our mother libraries) to former glories.