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Poem of the Day - My First Memory (of Librarians)

We're winding down the month of April, but I wanted to put in another poem, since it's National Poetry Month.   So, what better poem than one that celebrates librarians?    :)

My First Memory ( Of Librarians )

This is my first memory:
A big room with heavy wooden tables that sat on a creaky
wood floor
A line of green shades—bankers' lights—down the center
Heavy oak chairs that were too low or maybe I was simply
too short
For me to sit in and read
So my first book was always big
In the foyer up four steps a semi-circle desk presided
To the left side the card catalogue
On the right newspapers draped over what looked like
a quilt rack
Magazines face out from the wall
The welcoming smile of my librarian
The anticipation in my heart
All those books—another world—just waiting
At my fingertips. 

- nikki giovanni

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