Reasons to love bookshops
It's Independent Bookshop Week in the UK so I thought I'd post a poem I wrote in celebration of bookshops. It was published in the Bookseller magazine recently.
To bookshops (with apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love the jingle-jingle of the bell
announcing my arrival with a smile:
‘You’re in a bookshop. All will now be well.’
I love the spines of books upon the shelf
that promise romance, laughs and mysteries.
I love the smell of paper, print and ink,
the rustling of pages in the peace.
I love the ‘Recommendeds’ and the ‘New’,
the joyous promise of that corner chair
that tells me I should choose a book and rest -
convinces me that I have time to spare.
I love, I love, the beauteous books you sell.
(My bank account does not love thee so well.)
What do you like best about bookshops? Do you have a favourite one? Tell me why.