Sunday Bookstore

So, I went into a bookstore today to look around at, well, books. I won't say which bookstore. Its not THAT important. I was in particular need of a copy of the Inferno, but I wanted Mendelbaum's translation. So, I headed for the Literature and Fiction section. Sometimes, the larger chain store will split these two sections apart, and put more classical books into Literature, but I don't really think it matters since great works are always relevant. I couldn't find one anyway.

So, I started searching for the elusive "Classics" section which they sometimes put near Philosophy. Still nothing - it didn't exist. There was a strange temporary and very ill-displayed bunch of cheap versions of some of the classics, but I still couldn't find the Divine Comedy. With a sigh, I decided to find the Literary Criticism section to see if I could find anything about the Divine Comedy. There was no Literary Criticism section, it was simply called Literary.

Literary what?

In honor of Yeats, I leave you with:

A Coat

I MADE my song a coat
Covered with embroideries
Out of old mythologies
From heel to throat;
But the fools caught it,
Wore it in the world’s eyes
As though they’d wrought it.
Song, let them take it
For there’s more enterprise
In walking naked.