book cover for Swamplandia! by Karen Russell for illustration class
October 19. The inner world can only be experienced, not described.
the beauty of Silence (by Tran Phuong Thanh)
I love bookshelves, and stacks of books, spines, typography, and the feel of pages between my fingertips. I love bookmarks, and old bindings, and stars in margins next to beautiful passages. I love exuberant underlinings that recall to me a swoon of language-love from a long-ago reading, something I hoped to remember. I love book plates, and inscriptions in gifts from loved ones, I love author signatures, and I love books sitting around reminding me of them, being present in my life, being. I love books. Not just for what they contain. I love them as objects too, as ever-present reminders of what they contain, and because they are beautiful. They are one of my favorite things in life, really at the tiptop of the list, easily my favorite inanimate things in existence, and … I am just not cottoning on to this idea of making them … not exist anymore. Making them cease to take up space in the world, in my life? No, please do not take away the physical reality of my books.
daybed in colorful library
They have photographed the brain
and here is the picture, it is full of
branches as I always suspected,
each time you arrive the electricity
of seeing you is a huge
tree lumbering through my skull, the
Book cover for “Swamplandia!” by Karen Russell.
(read the book, it’s really good!)
Female Soviet college students studying for exam in the park in late 1960s.
Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of it’s constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.
I dealt with whatever was bothering me through reading. You could not find me without a book.
Bloody Book Photo Challenge - October.
2. Books about books
The Shadow of the Wind, Mr. Penumbra’s 24-Hour Bookstore, The Book Thief, Fahrenheit 451, and The Thirteenth Tale.