- My trips to random bookstores I drive by, decide to visit, and eventually buy something;
- Discovering a specific artifact;
- Doing research on the artifact;
- Consuming the artifact;
- and, Having my World View adjusted by the artifact.
This is the "artifact" of which I speak:
I'd heard of Baudelaire, but I knew virtually nothing about him. I'd never heard of Theophile Gautier.
I'm currently deeply involved in putting together a series of blog posts about this tiny collection of essays (just two, with an introduction--it's barely 120 pages in total)(the titular "Poem of Hashish" is not a poem, but an essay).
I never knew this tiny collection even existed, and it nearly didn't: this pairing of contemporaries was only put together in the 1960s, about a hundred years after each was published, and a hundred-and-fifteen years after the events that was being written about occurred, and only because the times seemed to call for it.
Both Gautier and Baudelaire were amazing writers...
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