This post is part of The Memory Book Project.
Actually, I’m pretty sure I didn’t say much at all about “the consolations of the liturgical year.” I was feeling a lot about them, though.
And just like that, The Memory Book Project is over.
Well. Its year is up. I will not stop memorizing poems, and I may not even stop recording them here, though I will absolutely (and with some relief) stop doing so on a schedule.
I do have a whole new book of poems I plan to memorize.
Which is a thing I just said aloud, and now I think maybe I want to do it.
Before that, I may have something to say about what I have learned from memorizing and reciting and recording and thinking out loud about poems for the last 12 months. Learning—along with play—is the point of my projects.
Although I also get tired of everything needing to have a point. Maybe I’ll just let this one stand, without analysis.