“My Alma mater was books, a good library… I could spend the rest of my life reading, just satisfying my curiosity.”   – Malcolm X


“We shouldn’t teach great books; we should teach a love of reading.”    –  B. F. Skinner


“You’re never too old, too wacky, too wild, to pick up a book and read to a child.”   – Dr. Seuss





Again and again

You introduce me

To another author

I haven’t read before

Before now

Before this discovery

Something in a title

Or description

Catches my eye

Inflames my curiosity

And the world

Of another author

Is opened to me

Perhaps this one

Will hook me

And more of

Their work

Lines my

Overcrowded shelves

Can’t you hear them groan


To be read?

Piled so high they

LEAN over edges

Hunger for more

Les livres

Well loved stories

Searching for what else

The author has written

Words, stories, poems

I never could keep

This addiction secret

Hooked so young

A passion often key

In forming new friendships

Yes, that is me

I am damned

Damned to a life

Of books

Merci beaucoup!




Author: Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.

20 thoughts on “Damned!”

    1. Without a doubt. I recently wrote a chapter about learning to read. The teenage sisters that taught me, thought it was fun. They will never know they just may have saved my life.

  1. oh i love books and they took me on so many journeys already… would love to have more time to read… i have a new book on my table waiting to be started…

      1. Marina is, like you, someone I’ve followed for years, she critiques books on findingtimetowrite.wordpress.com, intros dVerse poets on occasion and writes poetry—do visit her blog—you’ll see exactly what I mean 🙂

  2. Lea I would not have it any other way. Love this poem and I am damned along with you as is my daughter. At the moment I cannot find something to catch my imagination I hate it when I am in-between books Im ratty lol.

    1. Kath, you have given your daughter a most precious gift and a happy “addiction” to last a lifetime that she can pass on. There are not only stacks of books I have read there are also stacks of books that keep going psst… in my ear as they wait their turn. There is a bedside stack, a stack beside the sofa… I think you get the picture. However, I can remember back to the days when finding anything to read was an extreme challenge. I am grateful those days are behind me. I am also grateful to have my writing to purge the scars from those days. Happy Reading!
      Have you read THE BOOK THIEF?

      1. The word that comes to mind first is, WOW! I couldn’t put it down but also didn’t want it to end. I’ve heard mixed reviews on the film which I haven’t seen. In my mind, the books are better anyway Kath

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