The Last Poem I Loved: Revolutionary Letter #1 by Diane DiPrima
The summer I turned 19, after my first year of college, I took off, leaving behind my small midwestern campus, to work in a gift shop in Yosemite National Park. That’s a whole other story, and maybe someday I’ll tell it, but for now it’s enough to know that I was there. And that one night, some friends and I decided to take a trip to San Francisco on our day off.
Katy Bowman: The Last Book I Loved, Breakfast at Tiffany's
I have tried for the better part of three days to figure out how to write this review/adoration. I wanted to write some grand theory or expound on some deep wisdom gained through the reading of this book. I wanted to write something about this book that hadn’t already been written.