Selected Works, Volume One On Sale
Jerry Prager, author of Legends of the Morgeti vol 1 &2 has published selections of poetry and prose from three of his previously published books, his blog The Well Versed Heart and unpublished works. On Sale at Macondo Books, the Bookshelf, in Guelph and the Eden Mills Writers Fest.
D'Etre Raisins

No sour grapes these,

rather the withered sweetness
of seasons lengthened
to aged fruition
chewed introspectively.

Friday, May 9, 2008

Double Haiku Limerick For Guelph Library 125

There was a writer,
Tom King, who wanted to rhyme
Library but di'n'...

He said, just nothing
rhymed with library; I thought...
brib'ry does, Tom King.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

125 years in Westminster Woods

The roomful of word workers honoured by librarians awake the urge for phrases woven to meet 
an anniversary need: official utterances to the assembled before letting humans loose among bookrows; our conversations breathed across Dewey-decimal spines: covers and pages and shelves absorbing decibels of burble that rise and fall between bebop and slide-show; soundtracked between 
clattered coffee and tea cups, clinked wine glasses and cheese plates captured by camera-shuttering sequences archiving random annunciations, taping proofs we each were once living voices in Guelph 
celebrating a century and a quarter of institutional existence one night one night, the most recent page 
of a thousand imperatives turned into being by long ago lending librariian believers: a public good,
individually accessed, become tales of adults and their children later turned in aging large-print readers, lifelong borrowers remembering imagined-elsewheres; realms entered in book-learned histories altering us in our own memories, words, images and momentum still self-defining us, imaginative and factual accounts now years of reading, reaffirming litanies of  words, laughters sadness and mercies perfect-bound inside each of us share as inspired imaginings; the miracle of collected volumes, papers and magazines
accessible to everyone, tonight recorded on tape, an anniversary of hours, gathered  to vanish down comfortable ways home through the dark of Westminster Woods.