A peaceful place waits for me,
Available during any crisis.
A quiet place holds for me,
The aroma of printed messages.
A polite and caring place
Always allowing my choice
Of laughter, mystery or insight.
I may learn something new today or
Today I may revisit moments of years gone by.
Today familiar doors of brass and oak open
to reveal little comfort, no understanding,
and an attack on solace.
In place of endless adventures among the shelves,
Impersonal, unimaginative towers stand screaming
NOOK! simple touch
NOOK! simple touch with glow light
The caress of a tangible page, wiped out
Aisles of adventures and possibilities, cleared
For Corporate consolidation and the bottom-line
Smothering Wonderland, Oz and the imagination.
Today technology battled the bookshelf, and won.