My First Memory of Librarians

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Hello All!

I found myself in a poetry vortex this week. In any case – I came across this one by one of my favorite poets, Nikki Giovanni. I love any poems about libraries and I thought you might enjoy!

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.

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