Capitolism

Today was a particularly nice day in the United Kingdom, the kind that does not come around often in this part of the world. The sun was fully out and the temperature in the high 60’s—a rarity this time of year—and in England of all places! With the fleetingness of this moment in mind, I decided to shirk my thesis writing and head outside for some pleasure reading. Once situated on the bank of the Thames, I brandished a copy of the Austrian poet, Rainer Maria Rilke’s Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge. Although I had read it before, I wanted to see what I could get out of it a second time. As all of Rilke’s writing does, The Notebooks keep on giving. Read the rest of this entry »