The Reader

On the park bench is an absorbed reader
He is bespectacled and lean, with a long floppy fringe
The book is open on his lap, his eyes glide from side to side as he reads
His back is lightly straight, lips vicariously curled into a soft smile

8 comments

  1. and the book opens up your imaginary and doors and windows and it makes a living on every facing page. and each one is always a fresh start.

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    1. 🙂 thanks, Nico.

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  2. poetryandchocolate · · Reply

    Beautiful description!

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      1. poetryandchocolate · · Reply

        You’re welcome, dear!

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      2. poetryandchocolate · · Reply

        Thank you!<3

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