An American poet recounts her twenty-five year relationship with a Latvian composer, in the face of surveillance and harrassment by Soviet authorities, career demands, and separations.
This book was absolutely fascinating. It is at once a deeply personal memoir and a strong political statement and viscerally shows you the relationship of our inner world and the larger context in which we live.
I taught at the U of Wisconsin-Madison, am currently a member of the Electorate of Poets at St. John the Divine in NYC, now live in southern VA. Have published 24 books, 10 chapbooks, and 2 translations of classical drama. Now working on a handbook for writing, a book of flash and short-shorts, and three poetry mss. I really love writing! My husband and I lost our elderly dog earlier this year (Pi
I taught at the U of Wisconsin-Madison, am currently a member of the Electorate of Poets at St. John the Divine in NYC, now live in southern VA. Have published 24 books, 10 chapbooks, and 2 translations of classical drama. Now working on a handbook for writing, a book of flash and short-shorts, and three poetry mss. I really love writing! My husband and I lost our elderly dog earlier this year (Pippin was 17 & 7 months old). We are fortunate to have a younger one, Booker. They were/are both bichons and very, very sweet. I used to have a salt-and-pepper cairn terrier, and he appears in my trilogy of stories (My Life and Dr. Joyce Brothers, The Society of Friends, and A Kind of Dream).
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“There is a wicked and pervading arrogance loose on the earth, like a rabid beast, an overdog. Does it run, does it slouch, does its name have a number? The beast preaches contempt, for that's what arrogance says: that nothing is real but itself, and the bone and blood of another's being are insubstantial as breath.”
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“I didn't find my story; it found me, as autobiography always does: finds you out in your deepest most private places.”
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