Is there a lovelier sight than that?
Book forcing open book.
Splaying book.
Forcing another book to speak.
To attempt - attempt - to speak the truth.
To reveal the mystery of another.
In the photo, the book being held open is the Guide to the book that has it trapped.
This is a sweet remembrance of times past. Of university days. And of writing essays at night - with books piled on top of each other, here, there and everywhere - bathed in an amber light.
An orgy.
(Cue music: "Gaudeamus Igitur...")
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