The world of reading – I mean actual ‘flesh and blood’ books alive in my hand – is full of countless wonders and perceptions and images that spark the imagination as long as one is alive. Contemplate the following compilation of some items I have come across looking through recent notes.
- Here is a poem I read at Christmas. It expresses very well the insight, which has always intrigued me that every second of history could have given rise to an entirely different universe to the one we by chance inhabit. The poem is by Paul Groves.
