Thursday, April 1, 2021

Girl Reading a Book (Charles-François-Prosper Guérin), Sonnet #557













What does it mean to read a book?

There’s no right answer anymore.

My daughters know it’s not to look

For something that’s never been there,

Like “truths” in ugly ancient lore. 

I once at bed time read “Scarface,”

The story of a grizzly bear —

At times it made little hearts race.

They still recall that book with love,

How the bear was far from human,

Though constant fear and hunger drove

It on from mountain to mountain.

They read books seeking for beauty,

Not from a false sense of duty.


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