Quarantine Books - Part 1

Ahhh books.

Well well well, dear readers. Looks like weve got a fair bit of time on our [perfectly washed] hands.

I keep picturing myself as this beautiful Pre-Raphelite reader, basking in the just-warm-enough rays of the Italian afternoon. I thumb through hand-printed pages of poetry, lazily eat a grape or two. I retire to a supper of hand-made gnocchi and make love with someone named Francesco beneath a fig tree:
©Saint Barbara, Maria Spartali Stillman   But the truth is?
It's Day 5...