In spite of critical acclaim on both sides of the Atlantic, Anne Stevenson’s poetry remains relatively unknown. Perhaps we can find in Astonishment, her sixteenth collection of poetry and a reflection on the poet’s eighty years of life, something of an explanation. Although her life has clearly provided an abundance of rich material for poetry, […]
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