On a warm and humid afternoon, I sauntered into the public library to admittedly enjoy some cool air-conditioning and also pick up something light to chill out. I came upon a copy of Sylvia Plath’s “Ariel” because of the beautiful design on the book cover (see picture above) and was pleasantly surprised by a little find inside the book.
Handwritten annotations were left on one of Plath’s famous poems “Poppies in October,” which I fathom were left behind by previous user(s). As much as I do not encourage users of public library to deface their lovely book collection, I am paradoxically digging these scribbles.
These words seem to have added on a touch of personality to the mass-printed literature piece and brought this book to life. I felt like I was having an intellectual exchange of ideas between the anonymous reader and myself, where we got to discuss about various interpretations of the poem.
An intellectual conversation proved to be a marvelous cure for a terrible day and made everything a little bit better.