Cia and I have been reading Jill Lepore's new book on the history of the US, called These Truths, and so far, it is a treasure of a book, both for the myriad historical details, and for the dramatic stories it tells, and for the elegance of the writing itself.

Here's a sample of the high quality of the writing:
"In the brutal, bloody century between Columbus’s voyage and John White’s, an idea was born, out of fantasy, out of violence, the idea that there exists in the world a people who live in an actual Garden of Eden, a state of nature, before the giving of laws, before the forming of government. This imagined history of America became an English book of genesis, their new truth."


We have also been sitting together after lunch and reading and discussing some of Margaret Gibson's poems. It's such fun, and so inspiring, to read, and re-read, and re-read again one of her poems. The many (countless!) meanings softly bubble up to the surface little by little with each re-reading. It's truly like magic. No, it IS magic.