Sometimes, by Britta Benson

I heard a sentence today that made me think. The sentence was: ‘I like books for what they are’, said as a statement. And I wondered… what are they? It’s a valid question. Also, it’s not that simple to answer it. Here’s a poem, trying to express a few thoughts I have about books. ToContinue reading “Sometimes, by Britta Benson”

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