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What happened was this: Jenny Slate was a human mammal who sniffed the air every morning hoping to find another person to love who would love her, and in that period there was a deep dark loneliness that she had to face and befriend, and then we are pleased to report that she did fall in love, and in that period she was like chimes, or a flock of clean breaths, and her spine lying flat was the many-colored planks on the xylophone, but also she was rabid with fear of losing this love, because of past injury.

In August 2014 Jenny Diski was diagnosed with inoperable lung cancer and given 'two or three years' to live. She didn't know how to react. All responses felt scripted, laden with cliché. Being a writer, she decided to write about it (grappling with the unoriginality even of this) and to tell a story she had not yet told: that of being taken in, aged 15, by the author Doris Lessing and the subsequent 50 years of their complex relationship.

"Menschen können gut ohne Gedichte sein, aber ein Gedicht nicht ohne Menschen." Wie kann es sein, dass eine Strickerin aus dem Lavanttal in Kärnten zu einer der größten deutschsprachigen Dichterinnen des 20. Jahrhunderts wird? Jenny Erpenbeck lässt uns an ihrer Faszination für Christine Lavant (1915–1973) teilhaben, deren Gedichte sie zum ersten Mal liest, als sie Mitte der Neunziger in Graz lebt. An der Faszination für eine Frau, die sich durch ihre Lesewut, Sensibilität und Klugheit aus dem elenden Dasein, das ihr durch Krankheit und Armut vorgezeichnet war, herausgeschrieben hat.