by Susan Hill
I can't give this a fair review because I read it over thirty years ago, but I still remember the creepy scenes of Venice out of season
Piqued by a reference elsewhere (goodness knows where) I went hunting for this author in the library, and am not sorry for it, though her subject matter is certainly rather depressing. Briefly, then, this is the story of a few years in the life of a brilliant but mentally ill poet, told from the poi...
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