bookmarks and dog ears: new poetry
Hi everyone. I have been working on a new project, honouring bookmarks, such an important part of our reading life. I will be exploring the humble bookmark in poetry and drawings.
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In Oromocto in New Brunswick, we have a wonderful second-hand bookstore, Dog Eared Books. When used books are brought to the store, staff save the bookmarks they find. My project is to capture some of these in a book-length manuscript. To learn more about this project, click here.
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I am about five weeks into the project and I am having a very rewarding time. The bookmarks are diverse in character and I have had to learn a lot about subjects quite new to me. Just an idea of the variety I have encountered:
- class notes on ways of presenting arguments in the field of logic;
- a hockey card of one of the Soviet players in the 1970’s;
- a chart showing the Queens and Kings of England;
- a local teacher’s permit from 1959;
- a bookmark from Owl’s Nest Bookstore in Fredericton (now closed);
- a stack of small cards made for a game of charades;
- a card with the number ‘150’ — from an Irish dance feis competition.
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These are only a few of the collection.
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Because I love bookstores, the bookmark from the Owl’s Nest Bookstore was of interest. The word ‘bibliosma’ refers to the smell or aroma of books. The books I mention in the poem were in the bookshelves of the store in the weeks before it closed, evidenced by their Facebook posts and photos.
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bibliosma
‘… went all the way to Fredericton to buy this old book’
-saying on a bookmark
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Owl’s Nest Bookstore
grey cat purrs in the window
prowls between stacks
while I search for wildflowers
careful steps between hardwoods
lifting of leaves, counting of petals
rummage for botany among
overflowing shelves of books
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first find, hardcover, dark green, old
1919 Botany of the Living Plant
Frederick Orphen Bower, botanist,
lover of ferns
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and here, The Wildflowers of Canada—1895
a reprint classic, on the cover, scant
specimen of golden chain tree ‘Laburnum,’
scentless but inside—heady smell
of mayflower, lily of the valley, lilac—
colour plates of wildflowers
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and a hardcover, The Blossom on the Bough: A Book of Trees
Diane Ophelia Dowden, 1826
delicate apple blossom overcomes
almond and vanilla smell of books
three bees buzz, overpower
rumble of traffic on Queen Street
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copies of The Fiddlehead
my poems in some of them
‘Old Man’s Beard’ The Fiddlehead 180, 1994‘
‘The Gazing Ball’ The Fiddlehead 196, 1998
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find the book
you didn’t know you wanted
at the bottom of a pile
glimpse of indigo shimmer of water
No Faster Than a Walk
Gillis and Gillis
love covered bridges
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book on the top shelf
always
a
stretch
Gavin Maxwell
Ring of Bright Water
‘it is no will-o’-the-wisp
that I have followed here’
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book store closed in 2018
blue and white bookmark
left between pages
sketch of an owl
memory of a grey cat
a forest of books
bibliosma
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I hope if you are from the Fredericton area, you remember the Owl’s Nest Bookstore. And I hope you enjoy my poem.
All my best!
Jane
Jane, I loved the Owl’s Nest Bookstore, and I really appreciate how you have captured its spirit in your poem!
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Roberta Clowater
May 17, 2024 at 8:43 pm
Thanks for the comment, Roberta. Do you remember the cat?
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jane tims
May 18, 2024 at 3:04 pm