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Exploring eternity in a parlor
a fool finds velvet and marble
The velvet ever statuesque
marble seeming to drape
lithe over a hewn muse

Above the fool, jellyfish stained glass
Gentle movement, perfume of aging paper

their eyes brush the stitched spines
lingering on the edges of crooked shelves
bowed with years of burden and replacement
once among a quaint little copse
these planks harbor stories, mildew blossoms

Books, corporeal and evanescent like people
yet, commiseration and every inkling they accord, remains

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Vellichor is defined as "the strange wistfulness of used bookstores, which are somehow infused with the passage of time — filled with thousands of old books you’ll never have time to read, each of which is itself locked in its own era, bound and dated and papered over like an old room the author abandoned years ago, a hidden annex littered with thoughts left just as they were on the day they were captured" - a word coined by John Koenig for his "Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows".
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There is something so mysterious and fascinating about an old bookstore or library. The smells, the discovery, which you described very clearly. Brought me to the center of the store, ready to join another time, another place. Wondrous adventures locked in each page. Good read.

Keep Writing,

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

Thanks so much. I had fun writing it. I really love the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. I feel like each new word I learn is something I've felt, but couldn't define. The dictionary helps not only because I can better articulate those feelings, but also because I know that someone else has felt the same way.

I had a poem that expressed the same thing a while ago, called The Bibliophile's Predicament. When I find it I will repost. :)


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Are so much fun. You can find so many different words that mean what you want to say but sound better than plain English.

Keep Writing,

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

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