bookshelf envy

Their perfect spines all lined in rainbow
Colours, red through to an indigo.
I wonder where we’ll go when they
Are peeled apart like autumn leaves,
Crisp and cream and full of life.
I wish that I could have that wall
That’s stacked from floor to high ceiling
But all I have is two or three,
All my favourites, may I add.
There are a lot of clever people on the TV at the moment. With us being in a really bad place with the virus, but also having a vaccine, there are a lot of experts being interviewed.
Normally, I try to switch off because they scare me, but I’m always transfixed by the bookshelves behind them. All I want to do is read the spines and wonder if they have inhabited the same worlds that I have. When I see a book that I have read, I get super excited.
I’ve always done this. When I was younger, my mum always bought interiors magazines and rather than looking at all of the soft furnishings and beautiful kitchens, I would look at the bookshelves.
I think it’s the true mark of a book lover when you are more interested in the bookshelves than the people. I am most definitely an addict.
Much Love,
Rachel xx