By May Sarton
A accomplished quantity amassing may perhaps Sarton’s poetry from over sixty years of work
This assortment spanning six a long time exposes the appeal and readability of Sarton’s poetry to the fullest. prepared in chronological order, it follows the transformation of her writing via quite a lot of poetic types and kinds. Her poetry meditates on issues together with the yankee panorama, getting older, nature, the act of making paintings, and self-study. This compendium from one in all America’s such a lot loved poets will enthrall readers.
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He wasn't like anyone she had ever met. "I'm sorry. That's not much of an explanation, I know," he said. "Especially after what you did. " He glanced down at himself and laughed shortly. "Of course, it doesn't look like there's much I can do for you, does it? Not here. Although…" He paused. " He reached in his pocket, fingers groping for something. All in an instant Cassie's dizziness overwhelmed her, blood rushing to her face. Was he looking for money? Did he think he could pay her for helping him?
A band of energy, linking them. It was so real she could almost reach out and touch it. It bound them heart to heart, and it was trying to draw them closer. A thought came to her, as if some small voice from deep inside her was speaking. The silver cord can never be broken. Your lives are linked. You can't escape each other any more than you can escape destiny. Suddenly, as quickly as it had come, the picture and the voice vanished. Cassie blinked and shook her head, trying to wrench her mind back.
Said Cassie. "I was just talking with your grandmother. " Cassie remembered very well. She'd told Portia she and her mother were going to drive up the coast, and Portia had snapped that it wasn't called the coast here. From Boston down to the Cape it was the south shore, and from Boston up to New Hampshire it was the north shore, and if you were going to Maine it was down east, and anyway, where did her grandmother live? And Cassie hadn't been able to answer because her mother had never told her the name of the town.