
Quiet, Please
Samantha Little
“Quiet, please!” says the librarian.
I nod and pass with a softened tread
Through the quiet ranks of books, and then
Choose one that I have not yet read.
“Quiet, please!” said the librarian,
But pirates leap on the shining deck,
Clamber over briny ropes, and then
Sing raucous ballads about a wreck.
“Quiet, please!” said the librarian,
But the jungles crash beneath the stamp
Of the rajah’s elephant, and then
Follows a procession with stately tramp.
“Quiet, please!” said the librarian,
But the horse’s hooves sound loud and clear,
The scaly dragon roars flames, and then
Knight George has freed the folk from fear.
“Well, well,” says the librarian,
“You have been nice and quiet today.”
I nod and smile politely, then
Claim, “It’s not as quiet as they say.”