Sorrows, poets, and bedtime stories…

gnossienne – n. a moment of awareness that someone you’ve known for years still has a private and mysterious inner life, and somewhere in the hallways of their personality is a door locked from the inside, a stairway leading to a wing of the house that you’ve never fully explored—an unfinished attic that will remain maddeningly unknowable to you, because ultimately neither of you has a map, or a master key, or any way of knowing exactly where you stand. (from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows)

Lots of interviews, talks with poets, and something called “embodied inquiry” at The Conversant.

The Serampur Scotch” from The New Granta Book of Travel

I have lost my spectacles. Is the book I was reading
still open by the side of our bed? Treat it as a bookmark
saving my place in our story.
(from The Letter by Mary Ruefle)

Get ready to fall asleep to Joyce read in the sultriest voice ever: Miette’s Bedtime Story Podcast.

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