The Space, a very splendid UK arts publication, recently launched 60 Years in 60 Poems. I mention it here because it’s one of the coolest things I’ve found on The Internuts in recent times.

The design shows the potential for online publications to be delicious, even tactile things. The poems, as far as I can see, have been commissioned for the project, which has audio, text, visuals, and all sorts of buttons longing to be clicked.

I keep getting stuck in a loop of listening to poems, hypnotised by the spinning record design. Then, I read over the text of the poem, or read it aloud myself. It’s a wonderful platform for savouring words: the flavour of them, textures, sounds, and smells.

In “1962”, Brian Patten writes:

Words smelled of tulips and marigolds
Their fumes made sentences
That the bees stole for themselves