• Librarian Instincts

    by  • June 26, 2010 • Poetry • 0 Comments

    Like a cat who circles
    before bedding down

    or the stag-horn beetles
    in territorial mating fights

    the dog who bats around a bird
    once flying freely.

    I corral a thought here
    catch a phrase there

    dig deeper for nuances that
    feed my spirit in the search

    reveals an answer
    to your query.

    My breath comes
    in our exchange

    you inquire
    I respond

    ask again
    help me breathe.

    Perbohner, Ann. “Librarian Instincts.” The Lyrical Librarian:verses from the stacks. Minneapolis: CBSD, 2010. 15. Print.


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