35. Ki no Tsurayuki As the human heart’s so fickle, your feelings may have changed, but at least in my old home the plum blossoms bloom as always with a fragrance of the past. 76. Fujiwara no Tadamichi Rowing out on the vast ocean, When I look all around I cannot tell apart White billows […]
Sitting on my bookshelf is an unassuming paperback bound in a plain white sleeve, its title, The Years, emblazoned across its front, the only clue to what lies within. Between the covers is Annie Ernaux’s 2008 memoir, translated by Alison L. Strayer: a capsule of her memories between 1941 and 2006, interspersed with accounts of the […]