If you liked this book I sugjest you check out Aliki's own work and for that matter her fathers. If you would like a compleate list of that work go to Barnstones.com. She is a wonderful poet and you will find that some of her inspiration comes from the poets in "A Book of Women Poets from Antiquity to Now". Her brother also writes wonderful poetry I recomend "Impure" by her brother. "Madly in Love" is her great work. I would suppose her book from her childhood is also wonderful. I look forward to more of her work.

This is one of my favorite poetry anthologies because it covers such a wide expanse of time and includes women's voices from all over the world. This anthology has introduced me to so many women poets that I otherwise never would have met. It is incredible to realize that women have ALWAYS and everywhere been writing, and I am always inspired by the tradition of my mothers when I read this book. As Sappho said, "Someone, I tell you/ will remember us."

This is my all-time favorite anthology; I give it as a gift whenever I can. I like the idea of presenting voices that have not always gotten the attention they deserve, but even more than that I am amazed at the the sheer range of genius. There's hardly a dud in here.

I particularly love the translation of Marina Tsveteyeva's "Poem of the End." The punctuation so accurately reflects the language and tone. I once saw another translation in one of those "Best Loved Poems of Insipid People" anthologies that was painfully stupid. I wish I could read the Russian original....

Anyway, I can't think of a better resource to introduce you to a wide range of poets you might not otherwise have access to.

Well I am a student of Aliki's and she is a beautiful poet. She comes from a family teeming with creativity. Her poems are like wonderful paintings. . . she puts together words so that one can see her soul. And she has Soul.

If you are or have ever been a child, a mother, or a lover, this book will speak to you! Ms. Barnstone is unafraid to look at the painful places in life and share them with the reader. 5 stars!

Poems of angels and gems and fragrance and stars, all written on the downward slope of WWII. H.D. praises the life that survives, the mythic returns of Amen-Ra and Christ, which is also the first budding of spring. London joins in these poems with Karnak and St. John's second city, Paradise--a resurrection of "our earth before Adam," that "grain or seed/opened like a flower." Angels and Magi bring their usual good news, but the last word belongs to Mary Magdalene and the goddesses behind her, shifting from Isis to Venus to H.D. herself. The thick web of allusions reads at times like a parody of Modernist excess, but the impulse behind them (and these were written quickly, after a long dry spell) is more inspired than erudite. H.D. improvised a religion of her own that enfolded the War like a shell, tranforming its destruction to a promise of new life. "Trilogy" is a quiet testament to her faith in writing as redemption, the poet as witness and priest.