There is a distinct pleasure in rediscovering a favorite book. There is both familiarity and newness. We read words we've read before, and yet we read them differently because we have changed.
I recently returned to Bryan Borland's Less Fortunate Pirates and reveled in this unique experience of rediscovering the old, the familiar, but in a new way. Subtitled Poems from the First Year Without My Father, Borland's collection is a powerfully moving and sincere glimpse into the very essence of grief. When I read the book for the first time in 2012, I was only a couple years from my own father's death. Now, reading the poems again, I read with more distance, which allowed me to truly appreciate the sentiments Borland so poignantly captures.
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