The Wind Blows Through the Doors of My Heart. Poems
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- Nombre de pages72
- FormatePub
- ISBN978-0-307-77247-3
- EAN9780307772473
- Date de parution11/05/2010
- Protection num.Adobe DRM
- Taille2 Mo
- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurKnopf
Résumé
This breathtaking collection of poems by Deborah Digges, published posthumously, brings us rich stories of family life, nature's bounty, love, and loss-the overflowing of a heart burdened by grief and moved by beauty. When Deborah Digges died in the spring of 2009, at the age of fifty-nine, she left this gathering of poems that returns to and expands the creative terrain we recognize as hers. Here are poems that bring to life her rural Missouri childhood in a family with ten children ("Oh what a wedding train / of vagabonds we were who fell asleep just where we lay"); the love between men and women as well as the devastation of widowhood ("love's house she goes dancing her grief-stricken dance / for his unpacked suitcases, .
This breathtaking collection of poems by Deborah Digges, published posthumously, brings us rich stories of family life, nature's bounty, love, and loss-the overflowing of a heart burdened by grief and moved by beauty. When Deborah Digges died in the spring of 2009, at the age of fifty-nine, she left this gathering of poems that returns to and expands the creative terrain we recognize as hers. Here are poems that bring to life her rural Missouri childhood in a family with ten children ("Oh what a wedding train / of vagabonds we were who fell asleep just where we lay"); the love between men and women as well as the devastation of widowhood ("love's house she goes dancing her grief-stricken dance / for his unpacked suitcases, .