Hello, my friends! This here’s a poem I was introduced to via Good Poems, edited by Garrison Keillor. I loved it because it had to do with books (of course), but it’s also a love poem, a caution, a comedic burst.
Who do you trust to borrow your books? Who do you borrow books from (besides your friendly local library)? And do you know any great poems having to do with books? Tell me your knowledge! Share your stories! And let me know if this Food for Thought Fridays (title under construction) idea is totally lame or not.