Listened: Meeting Point by Louis MacNeice – A Friend to Imtiaz Dharker.

I was sitting at a table with a boy I just met and he casually said: ‘Time was away and somewhere else. The waiter did not come, the clock forgot them.’ And it just stopped me dead because I wasn’t especially interested in this boy, but for a few seconds I fell in love with him because he said those lines.

Poems as Friends is a lovely idea.

Read The Bellwether Revivals by Benjamin Wood ★★★☆☆ 📚

My theory is that hope is a form of madness. A benevolent one, sure, but madness all the same. Like an irrational superstition—broken mirrors and so forth—hope’s not based on any kind of logic, it’s just unfettered optimism, grounded in nothing but faith in things beyond our control.’

Sometimes uncomfortably gripping. A touch of The Secret History.