Tag Archives: reading

Biography

When I was a child, I had trouble choosing books…and it occurs to me I still do. I think then, as now, it was because I felt overwhelmed by the wide array of possibilities. There were just too many titles … Continue reading

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My Mother’s Books

In her better days, my mother loved books. Often she would remove them from the bookcase at the assisted living residence and carry them back into her room with her like stolen treasures. Whether or not she read them in … Continue reading

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Saturday’s Poem: A House of Readers

  This poem by Jim Wayne Miller seemed appropriate today because I am thinking of my daughter, who at this very moment is at the Hay-on-Wye Festival, bliss for bookish types. That's her in the picture above, taken in her … Continue reading

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