Made to be Broken


Can you recall

that moment when

you discovered



the joy of reading



“Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.”
― Charles William Eliot


While I can’t remember the exact moment

I do have a recollection of

the time before

and the time after

school was part of the time before

and as much as it taught me many useful things

as well as things which have never been of any use

it also made me perceive books and reading them as a chore

nothing fun to be seen therein

lots of words on a page whose purpose was to inflict pain

no pleasure gained

something done because you had been ordered to do so

and not following that kind of order came with punishment

and after you’d read a book you usually had to kill any life it may have had in it with over-analysis


and write volumes of words about the experience in a way which pleased minds other than yours

which made the drudgery voluminous


“Some books should be tasted, some devoured, but only a few should be chewed and digested thoroughly.”
― Francis Bacon


dreaming of owning a vast library filled of magnificent masterpieces



and mavericks

was part of the time after

my visions of home were made of wall to ceiling books

the walls themselves were books

every piece of furniture was made of books

all nurturing and nourishment came from books

I was obsessed with books and devouring them

and the very idea of not being able to handle them

would have plunged me into chaos

even though I might have understood that all the sign in the library of a stately home

wants to do with its order

and the wire and screens fencing the books in

is to maintain order

and keep those books from being turned into crumbs by greedy hands and eyes


“There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.”
― Joseph Brodsky





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