Sunday Reading
Sunday, January 18th, 2009
Prayers offered in the morning services were spoken and under consideration by the time I reached the last page. I finished the book about one o’clock this afternoon and the feeling that comes in closing the covers together after reading the writer’s last words was as holy as any sensation found in Sunday religion. I was lying on the couch in the sunlight. The kids were put down for a nap. My clothes took on the same warmth the carpet does when it has been under the window for the afternoon. I closed the cover and sat the book on my chest. I picked it up again and looked at the cover. I twisted it to look at the spine. The librarians had used a clear plastic tape to seal it and keep the pages intact. Their medical work has managed to hold all the pages together, but I had discovered the second or third night since I’d checked the book from the library that someone had ripped a page away despite the handiwork. (more…)
