Excerpt: 'The Mansion of Happiness' by Jill Lepore
About the Author:
Jill Lepore is a writer and professor of American history at Harvard University and chair of Harvard’s History and Literature Program.
Reading handwriting: allowing time for the development of the next sound-thought. A slowdown. Handwritten: evidence of the body making the poem, the text. Blood moving, skin touching paper, the hand is warm.
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Read MoreIt was mid-afternoon, and the train she rode first wrenched then eased around a bend in the track before it pulled into Bahnhof Dietlikon at thirty-four past the hour, as ever.
Read MoreGridlocked traffic, summer solstice, 9.15am. Upper deck 243, Dalston Junction to Goswell Road, who wouldn’t look down on this sort of commute?
Read MoreThe tea should be strong. For a pot holding a quart, if you are going to fill it nearly to the brim, six heaped teaspoons would be about right...
Read MoreThe thing about new blooms is that they tend to bleed— / Those petals birthed / hugging close / that come warmer weather are tricked into jumping away...
Read MoreI spent a good part of my childhood at home staring outside my bedroom window, following the trail of planes approaching the nearby Paris airport in the sky from my banlieue. I envied the passengers...
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