Ahhh, I’ve tricked you. I don’t mean you should read this post immediately, although I guess if you don’t, you’ll never know why I chose that title. What I’d like you to read, if you already haven’t, is Under the Tuscan Sun, by Frances Mayes.
As we get ready to travel, my thoughts turn to travel books, and more often than just prior to travel, I must admit. I’ve enjoyed all sorts of travel books, but those by Mayes combine a number of things I love: books, writing, poetry, travel and love. Mayes is both a poet and teaches poetry, although I’ve never found my way to any of her official poetry. But her writing is lyrical poetry at its best. However… (more…)
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