If you arrived at this post hoping to read a relatively objective review of The Summer Book, I am afraid you will be disappointed (please do see the postscript below, though, if that is what you are after!). Throughout the drafting, this has become more of a reflection on reading and life – specifically, my …
Tag: love
In Our House
In our house, chocolate is memory,It’s currency, and treat.It’s more than just confectionery,Or something sweet to eat. It’s the orange in the stocking,And the coins down at the heel.It’s the time on Christmas morningWhen the dreaming becomes real. It’s trading out my hazel whirlsFor all your orange creams.Carols on the radio,And bursting at the seams. …