As is probably, by now, evident, the Millennial Matriarchs are bookworms. We grew up with books, and we need books just as much, or more, as we grow older.
The enervating summer afternoons bring back so many memories of the joy of discovering, devouring, savouring, hoarding, exchanging, borrowing, and drowning in books, and more books. And, libraries were the dream destination of summer holidays.
Sharing some eloquent words that describe the power (and perils!) of libraries.
Don’t Go Into The Library
The library is dangerous–
Don’t go in. If you do
You know what will happen.
It’s like a pet store or a bakery—
Every single time you will come out of there
Holding something in your arms.
Those novels with their big eyes.
And those no-nonsense, all muscle
Greyhounds and Dobermans,
All non-fiction and business,
Cuddly when they are young,
But then the first page is turned.
The doughnut scent of it all, knowledge,
The aroma of coffee being made
In all those books, something for everyone,
The deli offering of civilisation itself.
The library is the book of books,
Its concrete and glass and wood covers
Keeping within them the very big,
Very long story of everything.
The library is dangerous, full
Of answers, if you go inside,
You may not come out
The same person who went in.
Alberto Rios Contemporary American Chicano poet
–Mamata
Millennial Matriarchs 