We're still working on the apartment. We have new kitchen/bathroom floors, we are finishing the last of the painting today, and the carpet will be in Monday. Yeay! After a few days for the toxic carpet fumes to dissipate, we can move back in!
“It is as though the poem, through its exuberance, awakened new depths in us. […] And this is also true of a simple experience of reading. The image offered us by reading the poem now becomes really our own. It takes root in us. It has been given us by another, but we begin to have the impression that we could have created it…[the image] becomes a new being…by making us what it expresses. […] Here expression creates being” (Bachelard).
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