<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360073" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>And Yet The Books</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings, <br>That appeared once, still wet <br>As shining chestnuts under a tree in autumn, <br>And, touched, coddled, began to live <br>In spite of fires on the horizon, castles blown up, <br>Tribes on the march, planets in motion. <br>“We are, ” they said, even as their pages <br>Were being torn out, or a buzzing flame <br>Licked away their letters. So much more durable<br>Than we are, whose frail warmth <br>Cools down with memory, disperses, perishes.<br>I imagine the earth when I am no more: <br>Nothing happens, no loss, it’s still a strange pageant, <br>Women’s dresses, dewy lilacs, a song in the valley. <br>Yet the books will be there on the shelves, well born, <br>Derived from people, but also from radiance, heights.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Czeslaw+Milosz">Czeslaw Milosz</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360073" data-title="And Yet The Books de Czeslaw Milosz" data-description="And yet the books will be there on the shelves, separate beings, That appeared once, still wet As shining chestnuts under a tree in autumn, And, touched, coddled, began to live In spite of fires on the horizon, castles blown up, Tribes on the..."></div> </div> </div>

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