Confessions Of A Bibliophile Poem by Kevin Hulme

Books Books layers of Books
Filling the Shelves the Tables and Nook.
Laid to the floor the Mantle and Sill,
There's many a place i'm Willing to fill.
Betjeman, Housman, Larkin and Clare,
The ‘Complete Dylan Thomas' sits by the Chair.
As the Library Shelf now strains under weight,
From the jumble of Works by the Good and the Great.
Varied tales of Daring Do
Romantic Trysts and Horror too.
Hemingway. Hugo, Austen and Twain,
My Companions and friends of Literary Fame.
And should you ask ‘Where on this Earth
Is Hartford, Dispur, Concord and Perth'?
I'd pull from the shelf an Atlas of Weight,
And furnish all things Population and State.
Biography, Discography all manner of Facts,
Are easily at hand if it's Knowledge you lack.
And the Historical Buff will find their joy
In varied Tomes that I employ.
For i've traveled far the whole day through,
To the USA and Kathmandu.
To Centuries past and Loitered there,
And never once left my Library Chair.