William Blake has held the top spot ever since my high school English teacher told me I was too young to understand his work, but he’s finally slipped into second place. The Shadow of Sirius is my new favorite. There’s not a single poem in this 113-page collection that I didn’t relish.

Even with the complete absence of punctuation, on the surface, some of them can appear to be simple and straightforward. But a careful reading also yields a slight ripple, often related to a pronoun, that merits more careful attention.

This one will stay on the bedside table.

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