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FURTHER READING
Essays by Amy Lawless
Postcard: Dear Young Poet
Poems about Reading
from Please Bury Me in This
by Allison Benis White
After Reading Lao Tzu
by Amy Newlove Schroeder
Book Loaned to Tom Andrews
by Bobby C. Rogers
Books
by Gerald Stern
Burning of the Three Fires
by Jeanne Marie Beaumont
Forgetfulness
by Billy Collins
Hans Reading, Hans Smoking
by Liam Rector
How to Read a Poem: Beginner's Manual
by Pamela Spiro Wagner
Learning to Read
by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Light By Which I Read
by Eric Pankey
Love For This Book
by Pablo Neruda
My First Memory (of Librarians)
by Nikki Giovanni
One Train May Hide Another
by Kenneth Koch
Passerby, These are Words
by Yves Bonnefoy
Reading Moby-Dick at 30,000 Feet
by Tony Hoagland
Reading Novalis in Montana
by Melissa Kwasny
Shawl
by Albert Goldbarth
Stet Stet Stet
by Ange Mlinko
The Author to Her Book
by Anne Bradstreet
The Best Thing Anyone Ever Said About Paul Celan
by Shane McCrae
The Land of Story-books
by Robert Louis Stevenson
The Reader
by Richard Wilbur
The Secret
by Denise Levertov
There is no frigate like a book (1263)
by Emily Dickinson
To the Reader
by Jena Osman
To the Reader: If You Asked Me
by Chase Twichell
Untitled [I closed the book and changed my life]
by Bruce Smith
Why I Am Afraid of Turning the Page
by Cate Marvin
You Begin
by Margaret Atwood
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Inspire Hope

 
by Amy Lawless

I am in a common despair. So in order for me to have hope, it is crucial to stack fifty pounds of books on the left-hand side of my bed. I cover him tightly with my warmest woolen blankets. This boyfriend is named Shiver. He is best left alone to his thoughts. But one night, I will accidentally roll into him. Heíll fall on me with such grace and with the acceleration of all of history.
About this poem:

"I was thinking of loneliness, the writerís life, and the sexiness of literature. 'Shiver' was the funniest name I could decide upon for a pile of books wrapped in a wool blanket. Do you ever fall asleep with a book or two beside you? Think of duality, of where the mind goes, how quickly it can go there, and the suggestiveness of the word 'acceleration.' The word 'hope' is defined as a cherished desire with anticipation. Hopes are accelerative in oneís thoughts, arenít they?"

—Amy Lawless






Copyright © 2013 by Amy Lawless. Used with permission of the author. This poem appeared in Poem-A-Day on July 16, 2013. Browse the Poem-A-Day archive.
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