Library Day with my niece & nephew đđ 
Conversations with Czeslaw Milosz:
MILOSZ: Moscow doesn't have what Central Europe's looking for. It wants to look to the West, where it discovers a curious lack of any center, any single capital.
CZARNECKA: What about New York? Isn't that the new capital?
MILOSZ: English has ousted French, that's clear. But it's difficult to say to what degree New York has now become a center of the sort Paris once was. That strikes me as somewhat dubious. New York is not a metropolis in the way Paris was; America is a very decentralized country. And, as we know, New York is a very unique conglomeration. Paris was France, but New York is not a distillation of America.â 
Morning #bookstr
Czeslaw Miloszâs nose reminds me of my grandfatherâs nose. I love looking at his beautiful face.
Even though my grandfather only attended school up until about 6th grade, his insight, wisdom & affectionate demeanor blessed & guided my childhood. I was a lucky girl.
He would often coax me away from reading & daydreams to play board games with him on visits. 
Thank you.
RAIN
Suddenly this defeat.
This rain.
The blues gone gray and yellow a terrible amber.
In the cold streets your warm body.
In whatever room your warm body.
Among all the people your absence.
The people who are always not you.
I have been easy with trees too long.
Too familiar with mountains.
Joy has been a habit.
Now suddenly this rain.
#JackGilbert đ€ 
Interesting.
I chose lines from a Jack Gilbert poem to include in a letter to my sister after she passed away. I shared the letter at the funeral events.
He wrote eloquently about grief after losing his beloved.
Chose one moreâ for tonight.
ORPHEUS IN GREENWICH VILLAGE
What if Orpheus, confident in the hard-found mastery,
should go down into Hell?
Out of the clean light down?
And then, surrounded by the closing beasts and readying his lyre, should notice, suddenly, they had no ears?
#JackGilbert 
The first one!
âIN DISPRAISE OF POETRY
When the King of Siam disliked a courtier, he gave him a beautiful white elephant.
The miracle beast deserved such ritual that to care for him properly meant ruin.
Yet to care for him improperly was worse.
It appears the gift could not be refused.â
#Jack Gilbert
Here is the first page in the Table of Contents of Jack Gilbertâs Collected Poems. Pick one for me to share.
In Dispraise of Poetry
Perspective He Would Mutter Going to Bed
Elephants
And She Waiting
It May Be No One Should Be Opened
House on the California Mountain
Myself Considered as the Monster in the Foreground In Perugino We Have Sometimes Seen Our Country
A Poem for the Fin Du Monde Man
Rain
County Musician
Malvolio in San Francisco
Orpheus in Greenwich Village
Don Giovanni on His Way to Hell
Don Giovanni on His Way to Hell (I)
Before Morning in Perugia
Midnight Is Made of Bricks
The Night Comes Every Day to My Window
Melee's Away
The Abnormal Is Not Courage
Lions
Susanna and the Elders 
Night time #bookstr: Borges *Seven Nights*
âDreams are the genus; nightmares the species. I will speak first of dreams, and then of nightmares.â â what a compelling opening to a piece about dreamsâ đ„
#[2]â tell me what you know about Jorge Luis Borges 
Thatâs why Iâm taking such an interestâ like any new tool introduced to societyâ we gain & lose something. As a reading teacher & a reader myselfâ I want to explore how communication & thinking transforms. Alsoâ it feels like the future became present. Because Data was one of my first loves (Star Trek Nerd).
Agreed. But sometimes you have to walk through shit to be a traveler⊠and look
at this gorgeous photo!
yesâ I understand. The humanities & book bans & all that jazz is one of my favorite topics so I was hoping for an article link. No worries!
What do you mean? I did not read the article.
ââAlmost every conversation I had would end up [being] about conspiracies, the illuminati. Instead of dismissing it, I wanted to know what it was about that concept that was so engaging. Novels are not about showing how people are wrong or rightânovels are about trying to swim in a certain mental climate and depict and understand it.ââ
https://lithub.com/zadie-smith-on-female-friendship-conspiracy-theories-and-musicals/
