Letter from Laura (September, 2024)
The luncheon technique, poetry hunts, spaghetti with (a lot of) anchovies, and more...
The weather turned on a dime. We had a glorious lunch outside with friends on the first of the month, an atmosphere all sunshine and poached peaches, then the very next day, as if cued by the conductor of the cosmos, in blew an icy-edged wind that turned the trees into percussion instruments and sent us all diving into our closets for long sleeves. Talk…