Wednesday, June 05, 2013

Books Fall Open, You Fall In

I'm not sure how I missed this poem by David McCord until recently, but I'm so glad I found it. I like what it says, and I also like the rhythmic way it says it. So thankful I get to "fall in" to so many good books!

Books fall open,
you fall in,
delighted where
you’ve never been;
hear voices not once
heard before,
reach world on world
through door on door;
find unexpected
keys to things
locked up beyond
What might you be,
perhaps become,
because one book
is somewhere? Some
wise delver into
wisdom, wit,
and wherewithal
has written it.
True books will venture,
dare you out,
whisper secrets,
maybe shout
across the gloom
to you in need,
who hanker for
a book to read.

~David McCord


Erin said...

Wonderful poem! I definitely feel like there are books that came to me at just the right time, their words reaching me just when I needed them most. :)


Beth said...

Yes! And sometimes a book that didn't feel right the first time suddenly feels like the perfect place to be. :)