Hunger

Sometimes hunger can be sated,

eat more, eat more often–if it is physical hunger.

But what about that Hunger to learn?

To know more and more,

read more and more?

Scouring the archives of literature

long ago written but new to you?

Reading to be informed, to LEARN,

to escape, to think, to find your own essence.

We feel this hunger, cannot quell its demands

for more and more, gnawing our innards.

We learn of nature, of the stars,

of great souls that had the same problems in another time.

We learn how they coped, what they did–by reading their thoughts.

And we are inspired.

Poets of yesterday, poets of today–

Thoughts and hearts exposed on the page with words.

And we know we are not alone.

There is hope that has carried on before us

and will carry on after us.

We Hunger for this and know we will never have our fill or be sated

as long as one more book is to be read,

one more poem to be pondered.

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