
"Sometimes I think poetry is the only space where I can watch myself, a space where I can stand in the center of a kaleidoscopic house of mirrors, reflected back in so many strange (sometimes too true) ways."
"Sometimes I think poetry is the only space where I can watch myself, a space where I can stand in the center of a kaleidoscopic house of mirrors, reflected back in so many strange (sometimes too true) ways."
Will I finish one last book in August? Definitely trying!
A beautifully written memoir of family survival of her father who deserted them while she was a young child,The story of her mother a strong woman who did what was needed for them to survive and thrive.A story of New Jersey of heartache of gambling and what Jane Wong a noted poet shares in her beautiful words the love between her and her mother Thanks @Tin_House for my gifted copy.