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“It is best for us to continue in the belief that Eve actually ate an apple, and immediately ruined Adam in consequence! I like this belief, too, it speaks so well for the progressive power of women.” – 26 July 1857, ‘Early journalism’, in The Morgesons and Other Writings

Elizabeth Drew Stoddard

The sadness of others one should leave alone. It is a small garden, a fragile delicate Arcadia, one should not disturb it. –  I Am the Brother of XX

Fleur Jaeggy

Menagerie of Authors

Gwendolyn Brooks - Gwendolyn Brooks (Gwendolyn Elizabeth Brooks, June 7, 1917 – December 3, 2000) was an American writer. She was born in Topeka, Kansas, but her family moved to Chicago when… Read more "Gwendolyn Brooks"
Jessie Redmon Fauset  - Jessie Redmon Fauset (born Jessie Redmona Fauset, married name Jessie Redmon Harris. April 27, 1882 – April 30, 1961) was an African-American writer. Fauset was the seventh child of… Read more "Jessie Redmon Fauset "
Frances Ellen Watkins Harper - Frances Ellen Watkins Harper (September 24, 1825 – February 22, 1911) was an African-American writer. Born to free black parents in Baltimore, Maryland, Harper was orphaned when… Read more "Frances Ellen Watkins Harper"
Harriet E. Wilson - Harriet E. Wilson (born Harriet E. Adams, March 15, 1825 – June 28, 1900) was an African-American writer. Born free in New Hampshire, Harriet was the daughter of… Read more "Harriet E. Wilson"
Maria Lazar - Maria Lazar (née Maria Franziska Lazar. After marriage, Maria Franziska Strindberg. Pseudonym: Esther Grenen. November 22, 1895 – March 30, 1948) was an Austrian-Jewish writer. Born in… Read more "Maria Lazar"

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About this [blank] garden

“I am younger each year at the first snow.”
– Anne Sexton, in a letter to W. D. Snodgrass, in 1958.
A Self-portrait in Letters, (2004)

This is my blank space. A white page, as good as a garden covered in snow, not yet cultivated, but with some strong Spring hidden within; something simple, clean, yet to be stained; a seed with some flower all curled up inside, first waiting, then slowly unraveling.

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