At the Dorothy Henry Library

Stream of Consciousness is a literary style in which a character’s thoughts, feelings, and reactions are depicted in a continuous flow uninterrupted by objective description or conventional dialogue. James Joyce, Virginia Woolf, and Marcel Proust are among its notable early exponents.

While sitting in my local library this morning, I streamed my consciousness.

Sorry for typos. This is really fresh. I’ll edit later.

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At the Dorothy Henry Library – Vernon, New Jersey

What if the large, wooden butterflies,
hung on the wall near the reference section,
began to breathe, to flutter against their bonds,
bob and weave above the tall shelves,
above the newspaper rack, urging 
the gray paper
to rise as plumes of smoke. 
The librarians,
grim and stout, in small shoes, with small voices

would stammer Oh my!! Oh my!!, their earrings flapping
as dog ears flap on a dog chasing the afternoon.
The children, at story time, would rise from their decorum,
dance beneath the butterflies as wildflowers dance
in a golden meadow, escape through the open door
the butterflies flutter through, opened by an old woman
in a floral print dress, leaning on a cane,
carrying a bag of romance novels. The children
would yell 
and laugh as the wooden butterflies rise
over the trees, over the hills that hide
the real world from us all.


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