Wednesday, January 16, 2013

READING ME


You would have enjoyed this new book,
you loved the novelist,
her marvellous care for details,
her scrupulous meandering
in all our nooks and crannies
with the vast breeze of her shores.
 
In the silence, the words I read
are loud inside me,
the story enfolds and flows, you know
I myself am a story too, this story,
what else for you would I be?
For you who are in the air I breathe.
My fingers leaf page after page,
in the silence of the words
you are reading me.

2 comments:

Dave King said...

Superb. Wonderfully dense and layered. VERY enjoyable.

Tommaso Gervasutti said...

Thank you David. A feeling asked to be "translated" while I was reading "Merivel" by Rose Tremain.