All My Puny Sorrows by Miriam ToewsMiriam Toews is beloved for her irresistible voice, for mingling laughter and heartwrenching poignancy like no other writer. In her most passionate novel yet, she brings us the riveting story of two sisters, and a love that illuminates life.
You won’t forget Elf and Yoli, two smart and loving sisters. Elfrieda, a world-renowned pianist, glamorous, wealthy, happily married: she wants to die. Yolandi, divorced, broke, sleeping with the wrong men as she tries to find true love: she desperately wants to keep her older sister alive. Yoli is a beguiling mess, wickedly funny even as she stumbles through life struggling to keep her teenage kids and mother happy, her exes from hating her, her sister from killing herself and her own heart from breaking.
But Elf’s latest suicide attempt is a shock: she is three weeks away from the opening of her highly anticipated international tour. Her long-time agent has been calling and neither Yoli nor Elf’s loving husband knows what to tell him. Can she be nursed back to “health” in time? Does it matter? As the situation becomes ever more complicated, Yoli faces the most terrifying decision of her life.
All My Puny Sorrows, at once tender and unquiet, offers a profound reflection on the limits of love, and the sometimes unimaginable challenges we experience when childhood becomes a new country of adult commitments and responsibilities. In her beautifully rendered new novel, Miriam Toews gives us a startling demonstration of how to carry on with hope and love and the business of living even when grief loads the heart.
The Wife's Lament
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Skip to main content. Related Poems. Until I Walk No Longer. That runway that I walk down? I own it, With my lab coat and my ibuprofen Because I walk for a living I must have a whit of Go put some makeup on; hide behind your mask.
The titular "wife," our narrator and protagonist, begins the poem with a brief discussion of her present plight. Her thoughts on this situation, in so many words, can be summarized as "Holy hockey pucks, I'm really sad—like, sadder that I have ever been. Woe is me, sadness, sad, I am so sad, gonna put Hallelujah on the stereo and cry my eyes out, kind of sad. The wife explains that her "lord"—her husband, and also possibly the lord of her people—left their community for a distant land. It's unclear if he was exiled, or left voluntarily. She decides to set off to find him, a "friendless exile" in her journey.
Join us on a seventeenth-century literary adventure!! We have created an interactive video game set in Anne's hometown as part of our own quest to reinvigorate her historical and literary legacy. We want you to play with us! Users collect fragments of her poetry from friends and neighbors geolocated throughout the original colonial settlement. Once you arrive in a given destination, you converse with a character—who may or may not give you a poem, depending on your responses. Usually, you need to be in North Andover to play.
Credit Credit Photo illustration by Matthieu Bourel. By Leslie Jamison. In truth, I was proud to describe myself in terms of sadness rather than anger. Sadness seemed more refined and also more selfless — as if you were holding the pain inside yourself, rather than making someone else deal with its blunt-force trauma. I get sad.