A book is like a sunlit window
An inner gilded seeing-place
But shall I truly come to see
Beyond its open shapely casement
A world I had not glimpsed before
Set within the gifted page
Shared with me by one who dared?
Poem from a Sequence:
A Rain of Booklight
Part 1 # 11
Part 1 # 11
(c) Judith Evans Deverell, 2014
The Bookmark Project
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