I've developed a lovely evening ritual.
Before falling asleep, I read
- a Billy Collins poem (I'm reading through my six Billy Collins books, in order)
- another poem or two (currently from the Garrison Keillor Good Poems anthology; I'm not a huge Keillor fan, but I like this collection)
- a short piece of prose (right now, that's a chapter from The Flight of the Iguana, which I am really enjoying)