The bookshelf
exemplifies something I heard recently: that someone who is happy or smiles a
lot is very wise. The tiny shelf sits by my desk where I work part-time for a
low-rez MFA program. I work with writers—around 100 students and 35 faculty—and
two writer colleagues, my “partners in crime.” Writing is my world, and yet
most of my day is spent on the computer navigating hundreds of emails, advising
students, contacting editors and agents, and planning fairs and workshops. This
shelf keeps me company. It’s more of a shrine than a bookcase, a holder of
wisdom and fun.
There’s an
illustrated Tao Te Ching, which, when
things are busy, I like to close the door, put my feet up, and open at random.
It always tells me just what I need to hear and centers me when academic life
gets absurd. There’s a faculty handbook bookmarked to the “sabbatical” page,
which I’ve been consulting a lot as I apply this year, a Webster’s collegiate
and two old thesauri. I collect old books on writing. Sometimes I pick up the
1950s book of synonyms (mint condition sky blue dust jacket, from the Book
Cellar on Beacon Street in Brookline) and flip open to a random page to get
inspired and remember my love of words. Sometimes I wonder if it’s the feel of
the book itself, its creamy smooth pages, the old-fashioned typeface, and the
weight of it in my hand that energizes me as much as the words. And something
called The Children’s Hour, with
color illustrations and Reader’s Digest-type
stories about wolves and horses and all kinds of adventures. I want to remember
that spirit in life and art.
To cap it off I
added Scottie bookends (from a Home Goods store) that are both crusty and
frivolous, a miniature Zen sand tray just for fun, and my all-time favorite: a
platinum-framed black & white print (off eBay) of Fred Astaire and Ginger
Rogers doing “the Yam.” Voila! Instant elegance and joy!
I love this
space that I made. It makes office life gorgeous. Books are an oasis, like the
Zen sand tray that everyone likes to rake when they come visit. As they comb
the grains, I can see their breathing quiet, their faces soften and their eyes
get a dreamy detached look. The shelf makes us all a little happier.
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JANET POCOROBBA
is an Assistant Professor and Coordinator of the M.F.A. in Creative Writing
Program, Division of Interdisciplinary Inquiry at Lesley University. She holds
an M.F.A., Lesley University; M.A., Northeastern Illinois University; A.B.,
Smith College. She is the Associate Professor and Coordinator of the
Intercultural Relations Program, and Division of Interdisciplinary Inquiry.
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Just goes to show the power of the written word. Sometimes it's the memory of words that center us, the simple feel and smell of emotion, the color and texture of a cover. Bigger is not always better and you proved it with your simplicity. Excellent.
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