And our faces, my heart, brief as photos by John Berger

When I open my wallet
to show my papers
pay money
or check the time of a train
I look at your face.

The flower's pollen
is older than the mountains
Aravis is young
as mountains go.

The flower's ovules
will be seeding still
when Aravis then aged
is no more than a hill.

The flower in the heart's
wallet, the force
of what lives us
outliving the mountain.

And our faces, my heart, brief as photos. *

Sailing to Sarantium by Guy Gavriel Kay

Nobody does mytho-poetic-historical-political-adventure-romance like
Guy Gavriel Kay.

Overclocked by Cory Doctorow

All of the stories in Overclocked are engaging; Anda's Game is brilliant.

Book History

My copy of Book History Volume 10 from SHARP, 'a scholarly journal devoted to every aspect of the history of the book, broadly defined as the creation, dissemination, reception, and use of script, print, and mediacy.'
Table of Contents

Italian Folktales by Italo Calvino ed.

A wonderful collection of tales often reminiscent of the Brothers Grimm but with an absurdist humour that either reflects Calvino's taste or is deeply a part of the Italian folk tradition or both. Probably both.

Motel Chronicles by Sam Shepard

I admire all of Sam Shepard's work tremendously, but I think Motel Chronicles is the book I'd grab during a fire. And Seven Plays.

Speak, Memory by Vladimir Nabokov

An astonishingly sensuous memoir that somehow captures the movement of memory itself.