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Judith, at fifty, feels that her life is irremediably stalled, and she is depressed.

The capacity of the rediscovered world to signal and illuminate, restore and repair, fuels the poems in Every Shameless Ray.

Krambambuli is a memoir of the author's childhood experiences during and subsequent to World War II.

The poems in this book trace the emotional and spiritual journey of a woman whose beloved son dies after an arduous battle with cancer. Nudelman explores the nexus between art, healing, and truth.

These poems dwell in the hearth of domesticity, but they look beyond the confines of the home with clear eyes.

Isabella Caro, born in Florence at the de-occupation of Italy in WW2 is a woman shaped by the resilience of her country and a thirst for knowledge.

The Heart Begins Here is the story of the ever-optimistic, earnest Sara Requier and her disintegrating seven-year relationship with the cynical Wanda Wysoka.

Tessa comes of age as the advent of Independence in a small British Caribbean island disturbs the status quo and establishes a new class and race hierarchy in a country that historically was a poly

A bush party leads to self-immolation. A cab ride ends in warfare. A squirrel is eviscerated. A universally impossible dare is accepted and proves not to be fatal. The weird kid triumphs.

Craig Forrester is newly home following World War I, newly married, and newly mired in social upheaval. Will he choose complacency alongside his peers, or his personal moral code?

Rebellion is Portuguese literary celebrity Cristina Carvalho's international debut.

How can a country at peace suddenly be plunged into war? What compels hitherto peaceable citizens to take up arms and kill one another?

Does the world we inhabit offer us hospitality or indifference? This question is central to the spiritual literature of all cultures.

The hunt over; the kill complete / limping towards perfection, padding / about the room, thorns in her thumbs / Hermes crawling on all fours - / That was the last I saw of Hilda.

A whistling through teeth. / He shuts his eyes but still sees / the red glow of exit signs.