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by Jack Gilbert Love is like a garden in the heart, he said.They asked him what he meant by garden.He explained about gardens. “In the cities,”he said, “there are places walled off where colorand decorum are magnified into a civilization.Like a beautiful woman,” he said. How likea woman, they asked. He remembered their wivesand said garden was just a figure of speech,then called for drinks all around. Two rounds laterhe was crying. Talking about how Charlemagne couldn’t read but still made a world. About HagiaSophia and putting a round dome on a squarebase after nine hundred years of failure. The hand holding…
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by Anthony Doerr 5/5 To me, this book is flawless. I recently read it for the third time (well, technically, I listened to the audiobook, which I would recommend for a re-reading, although not for a first read). Doerr’s characters are desperately clinging to life, empathetic even in their glaring flaws, and courageous in their own, occasionally misguided, ways. Their worlds are fully fleshed out and whole. With every scene change, I feel like I’ve been transported to the world of the given character. From ancient Constantinople to the prison camps of the Korean War, the book’s settings feel tangible…
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by Joy Sullivan First, you must realize you’re homesick for all the livesyou’re not living. Then, you must commit to the roadand the rising loneliness. To the sincere thrill of comingapart. Divorce yourself from routine and control. Instead,find a desert and fall in. Take the trail that promises a view.Get lost. Break your toes. Bruise your knees. Keep going.Watch a purple meadow quiver. Get still. Pet trail dogs.Buy the hat. Run out of gas. Befriend strangers.Knight yourself every morning for your newborn courage. Give grief her own lullaby. Drink whisky besidea hundred-year-old cactus. Honor everything. Prayto something unnameable. Fall for someone…
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