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The Burdened Bookshelf as Will and Representation
Each mover, save one Renaissance man
Of fellow feeling, complained of the books
And the bookshelves to display them.
Why would anyone move these thousands
Of miles and from house to house when
They are so obviously rarely used?
But the bookshelves, fully loaded, serve a purpose:
For starters, they tell anyone curious enough to look
Where and how my intellectual development has unfolded...
Tuesday 16th April 2019 10:25 am
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