POETRY ON A LIBRARIAN

Ode to the Librarian
by Jennifer Jacobs
Sunday, January 09, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.

The Librarian (with a capital L)
Is a saint who knows
She can't lock herself in a tower
She lives in the Library, her back to the door
And answers questions from patrons who call
In quiet, confused voices
Or with loud, angry demands
Or as an afterthought, mistakenly convinced she can offer nothing they don't already know
The Librarian turns no one away

The Librarian
Is closely related to
The Sorceress and the Poet
But her painful modesty and disturbing sense of propriety
Have prevented her from recognizing the kinship
And accepting her family's riches

The Librarian has, instead
Collected vast riches of her own
She knows the books are very important
Though she isn't sure…
Maybe some of them are more important
Than others
She has to read them
To see

and she's entranced and she forgets the others the pain and the beauty
The knowledge

"Oh, another patron…"

and she's entranced and she forgets the others the pain and the beauty
The knowledge

"Okay…the task at hand"

Was that a clue? Does he know something?
She sets aside the book she was reading, and follows the clue

and she's entranced and she forgets the others the pain and the beauty
The knowledge

Wouldn't it confuse her to find out
How much the Sorceress and the Poet
Admire her and how
Their painful modesty and disturbing sense of propriety
Have prevented them from recognizing the kinship
And accepting their family's riches…


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