Dearest, […] I feel certain I am going mad again. I feel we can’t go through another of those terrible times. And I shan’t recover this time. I begin to hear voices, and I can’t concentrate. So I am doing what seems the … Read More →

I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without singing them, was often a woman. […]  […] The history of men’s opposition to women’s emancipation is more interesting perhaps than the story of that … Read More →