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    All That Lies Between Us
    All That Lies Between Us
    All That Lies Between Us
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    All That Lies Between Us

    By Maria Mazziotti Gillan

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    Constructed in the form of a memoir, these poems take on an emotional tone as the author details the story of her life. The collection is populated by her memories of childhood, courtships and marriage, family illness, children, and grandchildren. At its core is a woman struggling to deal with all the complexities of love and the difficulties of achieving compassion and tenderness in the face of adversity. Brave, honest, and beautiful, these poems shed new light on what it means to be human. {Guernica Editions}
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGuernica
    Release dateJan 1, 2009
    ISBN9781550714708
    All That Lies Between Us
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    Maria Mazziotti Gillan

    Maria Mazziotti Gillan is Director of the Poetry Center at Passaic Country Community College, and Editor of the Paterson Literary Review. She is the author of over a dozen works. Among her many honors, she received the 2008 American Book Award, and 2011 Barnes and Noble Writers For Writers Award. Other awards received by Gillan include the May Sarton Award, the Fearing Houghton Award, New Jersey State Council on the Arts Fellowships in Poetry, and the American Literary Translators Association Award through a grant from the National Endowment for the Arts, the Pietro di Donato award, and the John Fante award from the Sons of Italy in America. She lives in New Jersey. 

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      Book preview

      All That Lies Between Us - Maria Mazziotti Gillan

      ALL THAT LIES BETWEEN US

      ESSENTIAL POETS SERIES 153

      MARIA MAZZIOTTI GILLAN

      GUERNICA

      TORONTO – BUFFALO – CHICAGO – LANCASTER (U.K.) 2007

      Copyright © 2007, by Maria Mazziotti Gillan and Guernica Editions Inc. All rights reserved. The use of any part of this publication, reproduced, transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise stored in a retrieval system, without the prior consent of the publisher is an infringement of the copyright law.

      Antonio D’Alfonso, editor Guernica Editions Inc. P.O. Box 117, Station P, Toronto (ON), Canada M5S 2S6 2250 Military Road, Tonawanda, N.Y. 14150-6000 U.S.A.

      Distributors: University of Toronto Press Distribution, 5201 Dufferin Street, Toronto (ON), Canada M3H 5T8 Gazelle Book Services, White Cross Mills, High Town, Lancaster LA1 4XS U.K. Independent Publishers Group, 814 N. Franklin Street, Chicago, Il. 60610 U.S.A.

      First edition. Printed in Canada.

      Legal Deposit – First Quarter National Library of Canada Library of Congress Catalog Card Number: 2006940788 Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication Gillan, Maria M. All that lies between us / Maria Mazziotti Gillan. (Essential poets series ; 153) ISBN 978-1-55071-261-2 

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      I. Title. II. Series. PS3557.I375A75 2007 811’.54 C2006-907003-2

      Contents

      People Who Live Only in Photographs 

      Little House on the Prairie 

      What Did I Know About Love

      The Mediterranean

      Christmas Story

      There Was No Pleasing My Mother

      Breakfast at IHOP

      I Want to Write a Poem to Celebrate

      Superman

      I Am Thinking of the Dress

      My Father’s Fig Tree Grew in Hawthorne, New Jersey

      My Sister and Frank Sinatra

      Sunday Dinners at My Mother’s House

      My Father Always Drove

      Spike-Heels

      Trying to Get You to Love Me

      Housework and Buicks with Fins

      Driving into Our New Lives

      Nighties

      In the Movies No One Ever Ages

      Who Knew How Lonely the Truth Can Be

      I Wish I Knew How to Tell You

      What a Liar I Am

      On an Outing to Cold Spring

      Selective Memory

      Your Voice on the Phone Wobbles

      On Thanksgiving This Year

      I Never Tell People

      Do You Know What It Is I Feel?

      What I Remember

      I Walk Through the Rooms of Memory

      Nothing Can Bring Back the Dead

      What I Can’t Face About Someone I Love

      Is This the Way It Is with Mothers and Sons?

      Everything We Don’t Want Them to Know

      At Eleven, My Granddaughter

      My Daughter’s Hands

      My Grandson and GI Joe

      What We Pass On

      The Dead Are Not Silent

      What the Dead No Longer Need

      I Want to Celebrate

      Couch Buddha

      People Who Live Only in Photographs

      My mantle is lined with photographs of the dead; those people who live only in black and white. Their faces, serious and self-contained, watch sofas and chairs.

      Dennis’s great-grandmother and great-grandfather stand in their Victorian wedding clothes: he, in his stiff high-necked shirt, black suit; she, in her high-necked gown, starched and pleated bodice, plumed hat. They are not smiling, but look prosperous and poised, a standard photo, circa 1892.

      And here is Dennis’s father as a young man in his captain’s uniform, a Bing Crosby look-alike. He is pleased with himself and the world, next to my father at sixteen in his first posed photograph, proud and serious in his high-topped shoes, dark suit and white collar, a formal bouquet of flowers on the table. It is this photograph his mother carried until she died, though he left Italy when he was sixteen and never saw her again.

      My grandmothers, whom I never met, stare out of inexpensive frames. Beside Dennis’s grandmothers, who sit stately in their sterling oval frames, look poor and worn.

      Looking at them, these people I see every day, I think how little I know to tell a snippet of a story, a name – nothing else. How little of their past we can pass on to our own children and grandchildren. My mother did piecework in a

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