The Taylor Swift of Victorian era poetry, Robert Browning. OK, jk, not really, but I did quote a T-Swift song in my review 😉
Can Chesterton just write every biography? Before, Browning was just another faceless poet to me, but GKC convinces you by the end that poetry wouldn't be the same without him.
Don't mind me, just trying to read everything GKC every wrote, down to this little pamphlet on divorce. It includes a lively discussion of vows and marriage of interest to the Latter-Day Saint reader.
I was feeling fiscally conservative this past month, so I picked this book up. I'm not very loyal when it comes to politics-- I'm not good at being a team player, I hate mud-slinging down purely partisan lines, and I like to try to find the good in everyone. But I do like a good... Continue Reading →