Mark - (sorry, you specifically asked for <1000 words; just the first qualifies of course).
If I was going to play Carnoustie (like Hogan) or Muirfield (in winter) or St Andrews (in summer), I'd read B Darwin, because I'd want to try to capture/embody some of that grand old sensibility before I hit my first shot.
If I was going to play Dornoch, I'd read L Rubenstein's "A Season in Dornoch" because it would calm me down and slow me down and make gentle my condition.
If I was going to play X (whether it was a great course or not), I'd read T Doak's "Anatomy of a Golf Course", because I'd get an expert's explanation (simple yet detailed) of what the layman should be looking for, and looking out for.
If I was going to play X (and it was a ranked course by an old legend) I'd read G Shakelford's "Grounds for Golf", because I'd be preparing both my heart and my mind for what I'd find there.
Peter
P.S. - I was at the driving range today, and came to a sad realization, i.e. my golf will never be a poem, not ever. If it is to be recognized as golf at all, it will need be a prosaic and plodding thing.