Annotatus

I have always been an eclectic reader

Hungry for arcana of all stripes

From space flights to Shakespearean heights.

In my salad days, knowledge for it's own sake

was my less than noble intention

With maturity came a modicum of discernment

I annotate my books, a guilty pleasure,

Rather like de-crumbing a coffee cake,

Just a minor defilement

A phrase or word will strike my fancy

Or, not often enough, will touch something very deep,

ineffable yet indelible

One of the gifts of advancing age is

Greeting such bearers of grace as

Treasured guides on the journey home

Endnote: This is my first post in nearly four months. I allowed 'busyness' to creep up on me. What a sneaky little imp! With early December's bracing (read frigid) cold to pinch me, I promise to be more productive.