Interested in being published in the next issue of the “Library Zine! Voices Across the New York Public Library“? Then join our information session! We will be discussing the submission requirements, general timeline, and what to expects after you submit for this year’s theme, “Dear Future Self…”Continue reading “Library Zine Information Session This Week!”
Calling all Librarians!
As states and cities start to reopen after a three month lockdown, most groups and organizations are in a rush to return to a sense of normalcy. One of those organizations are public libraries. During the lockdown, the importance of libraries and their position in society has become more dominant and essential in people’s lives. Because of this, city and state governments are quick to reopen public libraries, to plug those holes that people have been lacking in their lives.
But that means librarians and staff are left out in the cold. Because who are the people that are going to be at the frontlines and dealing with the public the most?Continue reading “Librarians: Let Our Voices Be Heard”
Walls closing in
Waters rushing down
The air, once free and uplifting
Clamps on my soul
Strength leaves me
The world becomes nothing Continue reading “Poem: Disquiet”
The fire, crackling and popping
Amber colors, dancing through the night
The room is filled with warmth and light
The calmness of it all
Gets me through the dark
My recent trip through the English countryside was my fifth time visiting the country. I didn’t plan to visit the UK this many times. It was just a stroke of luck and an opportunity that I couldn’t pass up.
Some may think it is unusual to visit one place so many times. You may say that I am limiting my outlook and not expanding my horizons by visiting other places.
I disagree. Continue reading “Fortress of Solitude”
Little scuffles against the mat
Paws climbing, just for a glimpse
All of these joyful sounds
Greeted me at the end of the day Continue reading “Poem: Not That You’ve Gone”
Since Banned Books week is coming to a close, I thought discussing censorship would be a perfect way to end the week.
When this annual event occurs, it always amazes how underappreciated reading is in society. Really, think about it. Book lovers show appreciation for it all the time, but rest of the world? They take advantage of it and don’t really listen to what the words have to say.
Take a look at these frequently challenged books from the ALA. Can you imagine these books not being accessible to the public due to people having difficulties with what is being said. My answer to that:
Don’t read it.
As a human being, we were all endowed with free will, a choice. And we use that free will to ensure that we are making the right decisions for ourselves. So if there is something you don’t like that you are seeing or reading, that is your right. No one expects you to like everything you read. But you don’t have the right to prevent others reading from that said questionable reading material. In your opinion, you find it offensive and inappropriate but you can’t impose your own ideas on others.
Continue reading “Weekly Tea Discussion: Censorship”
You raise us up in the air
Our laughter gives us joy
Your smile widens
Our happiness brightens
The first time we see
The twinkle in your eye
Your visits overflow with our accomplishments
Piano keys are graced with our fingers
Your joy rises and brings
A twinkle in your eye
Time goes on
We both grow
Visits become less
But once we see each other
We yell out your name
Length of time is all but forgot
All that matters is
The twinkle in our eyes
Pain has a stronghold on us
Now that you’re gone
But our memories must endure
We will remember
The strength you gave
The happiness you bestowed
All of this we will recollect
With a twinkle in our eye
In remembrance of my grandfather, Elwood Ashe
And we end National Poetry Month with a poem I written recently. Hope you enjoy and thanks for reading the Poems of the Week!
Through the countryside
The rolling hills
The brisk wind
The dewy smell
English nature beckons a call
Books pile high
Cup of tea by my side
I lay down on the dark, green grass
Words dance on the page
Dance through the clear, blue sky
My peaceful reading calms the land
The wind picks up
The grass dances along the plains
So I pick up my pen
My writing flows off the page