of my left breast I hate its absence. "Fidelity," posthumously (odd word, recalling dirt) published, is her [Grace Paley's] fourth collection of poems. Clearly, she had death and its retinue--illness, aging, memory, regret--in mind. Clearly, she was angry at the prospect of death, unready to surrender.
from Los Angeles Times: 'Fidelity: Poems' by Grace Paley
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