No matter what the grief, its weight,
we are obliged to carry it.
These are the first two lines of a poem by Dorianne Laux titled ‘For the Sake of Strangers’. I retrieve those lines here and more in this post as I attempt to share a rather singular story that emerged out of a library experience.
It is the Carnival weekend , here in Goa and in another fit of determination to keep reading active and activate resistance through reading we agreed to pop- up a library in a public garden in the city of Panjim. It is joyous in its vision but back breaking in its execution.
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