Further thoughts on the book
Pages flutter through the years.
Their time-worn state betrays
the fact that they were loved,
meant something.
Woe to a book,
to a life
untouched by time.
The written word.
Once impressed in clay,
meant to be permanent.
On papyrus, on parchment,
paper, too easily devoured by fire.
Now on a screen
that a flick of a finger
can apparently eradicate
but that remains
in its symbolic state
forever fluctuating in the void.
Erika Bizzarri 
Erika, You had me from the very first line of Further Thoughts On The Book. And then came the next six. Your lovely photograph is a perfect complement. Grazie e complimenti. 🌹
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I like these lines Erika. And I have liked the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam since a child. It was one of the books left to my mother by her father, the John Looker after whom I was named. It’s one of those books that endure, as you remind us. Your copy has clearly been well used!
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Thinking of words inscribed and preserved on clay and stone and the thousands of words inscribed on more fragile material and lost:-
And the wealth of words preserved in spite of war and conflagration:-
Code of Hammurabi
The Rosetta stone and the Code of Gortyn – thousands of words on clay tablets.and other fragile materials.Csabak
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