Books Are Bombs

by Linda Eisenstein

 

Books are bombs. Go to the library
and there they are, all lined up
like Molotov cocktails: more revolution
than you can shake a swizzle stick at.
Every librarian's a closet anarchist.
 
Face it. It's why they fear us. If you
can spin a dream and wake somebody up
at the same time? That's better than
a gun, that's magic. Words hang in the air
long after bones are dust and metal rust.
 
Write the truth. It's like baking
a cake with a file in it. You do it
so somebody else inside her prison
of a family, school, culture -- can make
a break for it, one word at a time.
 
© 1997 Linda Eisenstein
 
First published in Fireweed, Winter 2000
 
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