<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=364161" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Against The Evidence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I reach to close each book <br>lying open on my desk, it leaps up <br>to snap at my fingers. My legs <br>won’t hold me, I must sit down. <br>My fingers pain me <br>where the thick leaves snapped together <br>at my touch. <br>All my life <br>I’ve held books in my hands <br>like children, carefully turning <br>their pages and straightening out <br>their creases. I use books <br>almost apologetically. I believe <br>I often think their thoughts for them. <br>Reading, I never know where theirs leave off <br>and mine begin. I am so much alone <br>in the world, I can observe the stars <br>or study the breeze, I can count the steps <br>on a stair on the way up or down, <br>and I can look at another human being <br>and get a smile, knowing <br>it is for the sake of politeness. <br>Nothing must be said of estrangement <br>among the human race and yet <br>nothing is said at all <br>because of that. <br>But no book will help either. <br>I stroke my desk, <br>its wood so smooth, so patient and still. <br>I set a typewriter on its surface <br>and begin to type <br>to tell myself my troubles. <br>Against the evidence, I live by choice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Ignatow">David Ignatow</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=364161" data-title="Against The Evidence de David Ignatow" data-description="As I reach to close each book lying open on my desk, it leaps up to snap at my fingers. My legs won’t hold me, I must sit down. My fingers pain me where the thick leaves snapped together at my touch. All my life I’ve held books in my h..."></div> </div> </div>

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