No Idea

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She had no idea
that merely sitting
with a book in her hands
on the bench
outside the shop
where records were sold
would be her invitation
to go elsewhere
along a way that she could
neither walk nor run—
as if she were a letter
dropped in a mailbox
sorted by a hundred hands
until at last she
reached her destination
slipped through a narrow
slot in her
lover’s front door, and
announced her presence.


© 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Poetry Pantry #258
More Sunday’s Whirligig #13

Posted on June 29, 2015, in poetry, Sunday's Whirligig, The Poetry Pantry and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.

  1. I love this one. The magic of a book is a wondrous thing.

  2. Intriguing write … one never knows where a book will lead one.

  3. This is a cool perspective! Original!

  4. I also really loved the visions this conjured for me as books have always been transforming!

  5. “as if she were a letter….sorted by a hundred hands until at last she reached her destination”—I love this imagery. Very vivid and emotionally evocative.

  6. very much visual…a lovely poem…

  7. This is powerful.. a book is the best way to travel.. Imagination is everything I think.

  8. Oooh, yes, I like this!!

  9. Book – they can make us do many do and go to different places.. Nice one

  10. Loved this. Slipping through the letter slot in the door is a nice touch. Very creative.

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