one book at a time?

one book at a time?

Well, you can only read one book at a time, right?  Maybe not.  There’s the book I’m reading.  That for me is the one I take to bed at night.  The one I read after dinner.  It’s the book I want to read just because I do–for fun.  Right now that...
the street ran on

the street ran on

One of my favorite things about William Faulkner’s Light in August is the language.  His use of repetition is soft and alluring and draws the reader in.    “He stepped from the dark porch, into the moonlight, and with his bloody head and his empty stomach...
frost finished

frost finished

 I spent any free minute I had yesterday looking for a poem to go along with this picture.   This morning, when I found the poem, I knew I’d been looking for the wrong thing. It was a poem to go along with how I was feeling that I’d wanted.   Perhaps the...