The joy of memorising poetry in a world of surfeit, Opinion News & Top Stories

My memory isn’t what it used to be. I can rattle off the phone numbers of my best friends from primary school, but wouldn’t be able to recite the digits of my current landline if my life depended on it.

Skimming through articles on my newsfeed, I often reach the end of each story (if I get there at all) with just a dim recollection of what I had read.