Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Philip Larkin om å være i en bokhandel

(...) then with a sudden useless decision, he pushed open the glass-panelled door of a large bookshop, hoping to find something cheap enough for him to buy, and ready to enjoy the smell of the books, the electric light shining on glossy pages and the subdued tapping of a typewriter from behind an office door. He moved thoughtfully from shelf to shelf, here and there taking a book to inspect it, not enviously, but with a distant curiosity. From the desk came the clink of coins and polite murmured inquiries.

Philip Larkin  


Anonymous said...

Den boka er skjønn!

Frøydis said...

Ja! :)