I am currently reading White Teeth, and I have to say I like it! Now why am I amazed? Well, I have made the attempt to read this book on at least two other occasions, and had to put it down. I just couldn’t get into it the book. I bought the book three years ago under the advice of a friend who told me that I would love it. I returned the book shortly after to Borders.
Another friend of mine who was moving, decided to give most of her books away (tsk,tsk), and White Teeth was one of the books in the pile. I made another attempt at it and had to put it down.
Today, when trying to decide what book to read next, I looked at my bookshelf, my eyes landed on it again and I decided to not pick it. However, I went to Barnes and Noble today to browse, and picked it up to read—I found it interesting this time around. I honestly thought about buying that exact book, but talked myself out of it. So maybe the third time is indeed the charm, as they say.
Speaking about Rilke ( I know, but I didn’t want to write another post, although he really deserves it)—I read his poem, “The Tenth Elegy” for the fifteen hundredth time today. I read it aloud to myself. The realization within the lines is amazing. He proclaims that sadness and despair hosts beauty as well. We are so quick to surpass the time of pain that we forget about the lessons present. Really poignant. If you haven’t, you should check it out. I have mentioned his poems in my other posts.