My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Random Personal Anecdote (Because I like to be Random) : You're not always on a holiday to a country you once lived in and meeting your best penfriend and her husband whilst there for a few hours, when you suddenly land into
a charity shop and find an anthology of a poet you discovered only two days ago while watching a random programme on rare breeds of pigs and witch burnings? I know I am not and I don't. What's less likely is you buying that anthology on an impulse! However, I can safely say that today I have been there and done that. In Oxfam at Nottinghill in London, after making up my mind that NOTHING is worth my money, I finally picked up this book and I was barely past the Let-me-stroke-your-lovely-embossed-book-jacket phase when I opened it and read one of the many verses inside and voĆla!
This book and some of the verses in it were meant for me, for this visit to England, for some of the feelings and thoughts I was going through. Now while that makes up just 5% of the anthology roughly, I am so glad I discovered this little book at all! And boy, am I glad I watched a random programme on the tele the other night!
What a find! And oh, what a feeling!
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