When I go new places in books, itbuilds a delicate fire, coursing through wordsKindling flickers fanned by languageFeeling so much power in listeningIt is delightful, funny, and terrifying to readFind your dazzling flames in booksFrodo mingles with the “Little Women” of Alcott booksGrapes of Wrath and Atticus chat a bitThe opioid kings should Jane Goodall read“The Code Talkers” win with wordsLincoln, Kennedy, and Obama seem to listenTo the power of syntax and languageThe wars are filled with bloody languageI can see them on my mind’s screen through booksGood sings in the end if you listenI find power in the literature and the light is litMy mind fiercely ignites in wordsThe fire, the power, the necessary. Read.Young and old should read
The beautiful, glorious, assaulting languageYou can learn, revel, and devote in wordsEnvironmental challenges, classics, family booksColors, animals, the universe and really all of itPour out your heart and listen.Death to books, they say. Don’t listen.Censorship means death and...a must-readJealousy and vengeance can’t extinguish itWhen looking at language,Compassion is found in new ideas in booksRemember the selflessness and kindness in wordsVictory only if you trust wordsToo dim were the days with picture books, I listenedThe opinions were in real booksNew ideas emerged when I really readI have read coarse languageAnd lovely words that together seem to fitListen to the calm and fury in booksI can’t explain what words and languageCan do, but you can read about it.