to Salon that still gnaws my craw: "To me the difference between the paper world and the flesh world is so great that I don't think we could put ourselves in our poems even if we wanted to." A few years before that, she allowed only that her work was "apparently personal poetry" ("[B]ecause how do we really know? We don't.").
But we do, don't we?
from The Boston Globe: 'Stag's Leap' by Sharon Olds
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