“I can’t read. I can’t concentrate.”
“I’m having trouble reading.”
“All I can read are news stories.”
Nearly everyone I know is having trouble focusing. I’ve found myself reading the same sentence over and over, without remembering what I just read. Maybe now is not the time for long, plot-heavy books. Maybe now is the time to explore the world of poetry. Here’s a poem I discovered today that a friend posted on Facebook:
Here in the Time Between
Here in the time between snow
and the bud of the rhododendron,
we watch the robins, look into
the gray, and narrow our view
to the patches of wild grasses
coming green. The pile of ashes
in the fireplace, haphazard sticks
on the paths and gardens, leaves
tangled in the ivy and periwinkle
lie in wait against our will. This
drawing near of renewal, of stems
and blossoms, the hesitant return
of the anarchy of mud and seed
says not yet to the blood’s crawl.
When the deer along the stream
look back at us, we know again
we have left them. We pull
a blanket over us when we sleep.
As if living in a prayer, we say
amen to the late arrival of red,
the stun of green, the muted yellow
at the end of every twig. We will
lift up our eyes unto the trees hoping
to discover a gnarled nest within
the branches’ negative space. And
we will watch for a fox sparrow
rustling in the dead leaves underneath.
Like so many others, I’m having a hard time concentrating on literary novels. I started Colum McCann’s Apeirogon last week and it’s wonderful. I’m in awe of the way, in all of his novels, he takes disparate threads and weaves them into a cohesive whole. Apeirogon (which means “generalized polygon with a countably infinite number of sides — got that?) tells the story of two men, one Israeli, one Palestinian, who become friends after they each lose a daughter to senseless violence. It’s a book to savor and admire — but I keep reading a few pages and putting it down, scrolling through news stories on my phone.
Thanks to a great recommendation from my friend Di, I found a book that lured me away from the news. I flew through Nobody Will Tell You This But Me: A True (As Told to Me) Story by TV comedy writer Bess Kalb in one day. I tend to take blurbs with a grain of salt, but in this case they were accurate — the book really did make me laugh and cry. Kalb has written a poignant memoir about her late grandmother, using voicemails and emails she saved over the years to recreate the story of their relationship, written in the voice of her beloved “Bobby”. You’ll find yourself underlining your favorite parts, and there will be many.
Here in Illinois, as in many other states, bookstores are closed because they’re not considered “essential” businesses. (It’s interesting that we’re still permitted to go load our carts at liquor stores.) Nancy Bass Wyden, third generation owner of the iconic Strand Bookstore in New York, has appealed to the state for designation as an essential business so the store can begin fulfilling online orders. Many independent bookstores, including Lake Forest Book Store, can take orders online that will be shipped directly from Ingram, their largest book distributor.
Until your new books arrive, try a book that’s been languishing on your shelf. Exchange books with friends and neighbors. Stop by the nearest Little Free Library. (I guess you have to disinfect the books you lend and borrow.) Listen to audiobooks and short story podcasts. And make sure to read a poem every day.
5 thoughts on “What to Read When You Can’t Focus”
Thank you Anne ..
I’m so happy to read your letters.
I’m also suggesting a read for these strange times … The Grace Kelly Dress by Brenda Janowitz.
And of course stay safe .
Thanks Barbara — I’m glad to hear from you! Another friend also recommended The Grace Kelly Dress — sounds like perfect escape reading.
All my best,
Poems can be such a comfort. I don’t tend to read them much in ‘normal life’, but recently I’ve been startled by several moments of beautiful brilliance. Maybe it is to do with concentration. Thank you for sharing your recommendations for reading – I’d like to read both of these.
Dear Ann. So good to read your posts again… especially at this time. You won’t remember this but on September 11, 2001, I was out in my garden at Prospect and Glen in a state of shock. You came walking by; we didn’t really talk just said hello in that deer in the headlights way of that day. What was there to say??? And here you are again at another shocking time in our lives. At any rate, I’ll make note of your suggestions (already have Night Watchman on order as well as the Churchill book). I’ve just finished the head reeling EXCELLENT Apeirogon; hard to read but such an important book. Have passed it on to my husband who is rapidly becoming a Colum McCann fan. (Luckily I used to work in a bookstore and have some of his best on my bookshelves!) Take good care; thanks for the book words and the Ridl poem. Gratefully, Gloria Dougherty, Ellison Bay, WI
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