Oh my God. Designer and photographer Nina Tovish has been working on a book putting together some of her photographs and my poems: she just sent me an initial pdf. It's so beautiful, and put together with such care. Unbelievable.
Nina and I go way back: she must be one of the very first bloggers I knew. I have never – to use the archaic vocabulary of the meat-world – met her: but from the start we've understood each other with startling depth and completeness. It's the sort of connection that makes you nervously reassure yourself that all that former-life stuff is nonsense. God and desire, risk and consequence: we're often on the same page when other people can't imagine what book we might be reading.
I'm full of – what? – joy and gratitude and yearning: some feeling compounded of those.