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finally booked: john donne, a wheelbarrow, wonder, and a lasting love

January 28, 2013 By Sandra Heska King

booked - main street

Which of you, if your grandgirl asks for a book, will give her a Brussels sprout? Even one dipped in chocolate?

booked - alexander

booked - wild

booked - llama

booked - storybook

Or if she begs to download the ScriptureTyper app for $5.99 on her iPod so she can try to memorize words from the Word, will you give her a broom and tell her to go sweep the floor?

And what Nama heart wouldn’t swoon at two wees wrapped in the wonder of words?

 

Really, there’s no better gift than a book. At least in my eyes.

Karen Swallow Prior might tell you a wheelbarrow comes in at least a close second, though. Her husband gave her one on Christmas morning, and she liked it. “The best presents, she writes, often come with stories.”

That wheelbarrow had a story behind it. And she ties it all into her chapter about John Donne’s poetry. She’s clever like that.

“Smoke alarms,” I wrote in the margin because the wheelbarrow reminded me of the year my husband tucked smoke alarms under the Christmas tree. True story. Funny story. Still.

booked - compass

booked - philosophers

booked - Narnia

“Lasting love,” Karen tells us, “is less like a dinner with candlelight and red roses and more like a wheelbarrow given on Christmas morning. Or like a compass. A compass, of all things, is what John Donne, the seventeenth century priest and poet, used to describe the love he shared with his wife Anne.”

In case you didn’t know, John Donne was one of the metaphysical poets, named because they “wedded matters of eternal and spiritual transcendence to the earthly and temporal.”

Metaphysical poets used a literary device called a conceit to compare unlikely things–like love and a wheelbarrow, or love and a compass, or love and a smoke alarm “in order to draw out an unseen truth by drawing a surprising similarity.”

My son knows me. For years at Christmas and my birthday, I’ve gotten Barnes & Noble gift cards. And my husband only feigns horror when the Amazon man arrives. I’m telling you, my friends, that’s love.

One of our favorite dates is to wander through book stacks–whether in a library where titles lure and we leave laden with layers of colors and textures, a bookstore where the aroma of fresh-perked coffee hangs in the air, or in some dusty out-of-the-way place that houses some classic surprise.

A good book endures time and helps seal the shards of life’s “series of small shatterings.” It lasts much longer than flowers or candy. Not that flowers and candy aren’t nice sometimes, but if you ask for my wish list, you won’t find flowers or candy on it. You will, though, find more books than I can probably read in my lifetime.

I hate to see this study end, but Karen, through Booked, has affirmed my love of books, and she’s helped me fall in fresh love all over again.

A lasting love.

Still reading,

Sandy

Ann Kroeker is sewing up our study of Booked: Literature in the Soul of Me over at The High Calling today. I’m pretty sure you’ll want to head on over there and check out the other links in the comments. Oh, and one of my photos is featured. That kind of makes me all giddy. 🙂

 

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  1. Ann Kroeker says

    January 28, 2013 at 8:36 pm

    Marvelous! Hurrah for smoke alarms, for wheelbarrows, for ScriptureTyper, and for books. I’m so glad to have read and shared this book with others. Just this evening, I talked about the Jane Eyre and Madame Bovary chapters with two women talking about their kids’ reading selections. So many thought-provoking ideas Dr. Prior gave us.

    Books and stories. They are in us, aren’t they? They are in us…and some of them are to share.

  2. laura says

    January 28, 2013 at 10:26 pm

    Oh, those grandgirls are gorgeous! Scripturetyper? Really? The apple does not fall far from the tree, does it? I’ve loved reading along with you, Sandy. Your words are always gifts–they really do come with a story 🙂

  3. Jody Lee Collins says

    January 28, 2013 at 11:58 pm

    Sandy–my children and husband know–it’s Amazon and Barnes and Noble under almost every gift-giving circumstance.

    Your stacks of books look like mine–we are blessed, eh? (I had to pack up and move FOUR bookcases over the last few weeks to move shelves for new flooring. I have books everywhere……..

    Loved this write 🙂

  4. Diana Trautwein says

    January 29, 2013 at 3:12 am

    Ah, yes. Books. The love and the bane of my existence! I have far, FAR too many of them. And yet, I keep using gift cards (and my own dang credit card) to order more. Sometimes I think it’s a kind of sickness. But, oh! How important they are. Some of my very best friends are between the covers of a much-loved book. Thanks for this, Sandy. Lovely, as always.

  5. Louise G. says

    January 29, 2013 at 7:48 am

    Love this post! Everything about it sings — especially the grandgirls reading. lovely.

  6. Martha Orlando says

    January 29, 2013 at 10:18 am

    “Two wees wrapped in the wonder of words . . .” Priceless!
    And, I’m right there with you with that love of books and reading. Can’t go anywhere without something to read, ever!
    Blessings, Sandy!

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