Beat Poet Elise Cowen's Time-Traveling Love Letters to Emily Dickinson 🔗
Category: Poetry
Posted on February 12, 2022
Posted on December 24, 2021
Finished reading: Pandemonium by Armando Iannucci 📚
Posted on October 31, 2021
John Keats was born #OnThisDay, 31st October 1795, in Moorgate, London, where his father worked in a livery stable at the Swan and Hoop inn. A small blue plaque at the site reads
>In a house on this site the “Swan and Hoop” John Keats, Poet, Was born 1795

Posted on October 31, 2021
Posted on September 27, 2021
The Concert by Edna St Vincent Millay 🔗
Poem of the week in _The Guardian_
Posted on August 27, 2021
Currently reading: Sissy by Ben Borek 📚
Posted on August 9, 2021
I’ve just read this article in by Oliver Burkeman _The Guardian_:
It is an edited extract from his book _Four Thousand Weeks: Time and How to Use It_, published on 26th August 2021.
I recognise and certainly experience a lot of the symptoms of being distracted that he is pointing out.
>Social media is engineered to constantly adapt to our interests. No wonder the rest of reality seems unable to compete
>We mustn’t let Silicon Valley off the hook, but we should be honest: much of the time, we give in to distraction willingly
>When we succumb to distraction, we’re motivated by the desire to flee something painful about our experience of the present
>What we think of as distractions aren’t the cause of our being distracted. They’re just the places we go to seek relief
The title of this post comes from _**Burnt Norton**_ the first of T.S.Eliot’s _Four Quartets_:
>Distracted from distraction by distraction
Filled with fancies and empty of meaning
Tumid apathy with no concentration
Posted on July 21, 2021
Clothes just undone—not that there were many,
for an exquisite July was blazing.— Cavafy Bot (@cavafybot) July 18, 2021
Posted on April 15, 2021
Should Feminists Read Baudelaire? BBC Radio 3 – Sunday Feature 🔗
