Piranesi
Short, strange, entirely its own thing. You read it in two afternoons and spend the week wondering about a kind of loneliness you didn't know was missing.
— signed, the front desk
An independent bookshop on Girard — new, used, antiquarian, and whatever else keeps turning up.
this week on the front table
Short, strange, entirely its own thing. You read it in two afternoons and spend the week wondering about a kind of loneliness you didn't know was missing.
— signed, the front desk
“Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.”
— a standing recommendation
A year of watching a single falcon, in prose that feels like glass. Written so hard it becomes weather.
— for people who love winter
Companion to the one above. Shorter essays, a walking pace, the same fierce noticing.
— shelved beside the window
“The average human lifespan is absurdly, outrageously, insultingly brief.”
— the one we keep re-ordering
Not so much a cookbook as a way of being in a kitchen. Read it for the sentences even if you never cook from it.
— food / essays
Quiet. Devastating. A novel about a small life that becomes the shape of most lives.
— always on the table
A 1934 hardback we keep circulating back in. If you're at a turning, take this one home.
— ask at the desk
readings, trades, reading groups
With a short introduction on British nature writing of the 1960s.
Bring a small stack. Store credit, same-day. Limit twenty per visit.
Short readings in the original language followed by English. Open signups at the desk.
Second of four sessions. New members welcome; we'll catch you up with a two-page note.
A slow look through the antiquarian case. We'll hand things around; bring clean hands.
the shop
We are small and we are slow on purpose. Browsing is
the point. Ask us anything — if we don't have it we will
almost certainly find it.
Come sit by the window. The cove is a two-minute walk.