A Poem: A Tattered Cover

When my first book came out in 2004, I did a signing at one of my favorite bookstores, Tattered Cover in my home state of Colorado. That day I bought a t-shirt to commemorate the event. Made of the softest cotton, it was well worn as I read many tattered-covered books throughout the years.

Recently, as I pulled that T from my closet shelf, slipped it over my head and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I realized the shirt itself is now a “tattered cover”. Inspired, I wrote.

A Tattered Cover

A tattered cover wraps silken pages

Weathered by memories of fingertip nights

And legs curled in sun drenched chairs

Words playing leap frog in affable rows

Folding—origami of time and tale

Bound and binding

                    Cadence remembered like a song

A tattered cover drapes tender heart

In yesterday’s fabric still loved

Soft as puffs of dandelion poised

Found dancing against familiar curve

Folding—communion of cloth and body

Worn and wearing

                    Each warmed by the other

Landmark where the two assemble

Silken pages and tender heart

Ample shelves surrender dreams unending

And far-flung journeys real or imagined

Holding—bounty of magic and paper

A Tattered Cover

                    Rugged brick shouldering the wind

– Brooke Bessesen, 2009

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