Every now and then I can find a volume of Mary Oliver's poetry in Kindle Unlimited. She is my favorite poet. Other than that I like some types of fantasy, literary fiction, true and not-so-true crime. Some young-adult stuff like the Harry Potter series. Some nonfiction history. I have Shelby Foote's Civil War series here, waiting for me to have a spare decade or two to spend reading it.
Like some Eastern philosophies, Buddhist writings (Thich Nhat Hanh's poetry, oh my), Eckhart Tolle. A little of everything except books that have pictures of shirtless guys on the covers, or guys that look like Favio. Not that I don't like the fellas, but I've seen enough chests to last me, and I don't like reading trashy romance novels.
The Way of Sunshine
Precious gems are everywhere in the cosmos
and inside of every one of us.
I want to offer a handful to you, my dear friend.
Yes, this morning, I want to offer a handful to you,
a handful of diamonds that glow from morning to evening.
Each minute of our daily life is a diamond that contains sky and earth,
sunshine and river.
We only need to breathe gently for the miracle to be revealed:
Birds singing, flowers blooming.
Here is the blue sky, here is the white cloud floating,
your lovely look, your beautiful smile.
All these are contained in one jewel.
You who are the richest person on Earth
and behave like a destitute son,
please come back to your heritage.
Let us offer each other happiness and learn to
dwell in the present moment.
Let us cherish life in our two arms
and let go of our forgetfulness and despair.
Thich Nhat Hanh