New York : Farrar, Straus, Giroux, c1994.
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Since Elizabeth Bishop never wrote a full memoir or autobiography, this is the closest thing we have. And we are so lucky to have it, thanks to Robert Giroux. If my house were burning down, this is one of the first books I would pull off the shelf to take with me. It's heartening, heartrending and, because it is personal correspondence, intimate. You feel by the end that you have been in a close relationship with Bishop; you're so grateful to have known her, so sorry that she was so unhappy so much of the time and so impressed with the art she still managed to create in her poetry, essays and even her watercolors like the one that graces the cover.