Three Line Lunch: Pavlov’s Harp: The Books Written in My Brain [BOOK WEEK]

a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 297

Pavlov’s Harp: The Books Written in My Brain

Any book anywhere anytime: spine straight, open in a lap, hefted in my hand,
Splashes resonant redolent chord of music down library concert halls of my brain, revs
Neuron harp strings poised shivering for angel finger caress; a deeply programmed thrill.