Other than a few specific types of poetry, I hate to admit I am not much for it. I like the idea of being crazy about poetry; it seems a terribly romantic thing. For the most part, however, I must have been reading the wrong poetry.
Except for Christopher Marlowe’s The Passionate Shepherd to His Love. I have always adored that poem.
So, I am pleased to announce that I have discovered a poem that I not only love, but also identify with completely. May I introduce to you, in honor of my once yearly participation in National Poetry Month, Eugene Field’s The Bibliomaniac’s Prayer:
I shall always remember this: “Let my temptation be a book…”
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