“And yet the books…”

 This poem inspired by “And Yet the Books” by Czeslaw Milosz.

And yet the books will be there on the shelf, separate beings

My best laid plans to read them stolen from me

Concentrating on fiction now is particularly tough

I do hope someday to return. And when I do,

The books will be there on the shelf, well born

Derived from people, but also from radiance, heights.