library stacks
a fight
in whispers
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Alanna C Burke
Alanna C. Burke lives in the foothills of the Sangre de Cristo mountains north of Santa Fe, New Mexico. She has had other tiny poems published in Modern Haiku, Frogpond, Acorn, The Heron's Nest, NOON: journal of the short poem, Creatrix, hedgerow, bottle rockets and other journals. As for a day job, she manages the business side of the art market for her husband, the painter William Berra.
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Great poem
Thanks so much, Michael Henry!
Alanna
This is both hilarious and brilliant… having worked in a library for many years it was immediately familiar and love to think of a ‘fight’ in whispers showing respect for the setting and possibly some irresistible need to ‘clear the air’. Thank you, Alanna, and tinywords!
Thanks so much, Tom! I’ve worked in a library, too – just about anything seems to happen. Not the dull job that some believe it to be.
Alanna
A moment perfectly captured.
Thank you, Jean, for the kind words.
Alanna