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23. Library (sense of wonder)


Looking back a fortnight, did I really leave the house? How wonderful! And to an Aladdin’s Cave, books, books and more treasure, complete with raspberry seats and a helix standing on end. The wow, then is that such a place exists, that I got there, that it is free. The heart and head are beyond grateful, in the knowing there are libraries, other state-sponsored lunatics who hoard books and love them into being and onto shelves.

Photo and text © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017

140: Library of Ferns

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Embryos unfurling, stretching to prehistoric patterns. The forest light filtering through your serrations, the unfossilised, fresh-fronded teeth of pure unsullied green. Here is a nursery unravelling then, millions of years of timeless tedium, edenic shapes, untouched touchstone of evolution, perfect pyramids emerging, ancient parchments unrolling to reveal your viriditas vellum, your undeterred, unchanged message. Only the wind rustling the unread pages.

©Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2015