I find myself of a sudden possessed with a desire to read, ahem, in no particular order, Melville, Nashe, Browne, Donne, Dickinson, Tuckerman, Milton. This is in addition to Pushkin, Akhmatova, Tsetaeva, Musil, and Byron. Of course, those writers are not new to readers of ER, but to be suddenly seized with an urge to read, inter alia, Redburn, Pierre, Donne's sermons, Dickinson's lyrics, Tuckerman's Sonnets, Clarel, The Unfortunate Traveller, Religio Medici etc, and et al, is just, well, kind of weird I have to say.
I like it, mind you, it's just weird, that's all.
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