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In the 1700s, an Irish noblewoman, on discovering her husband has been murdered, drinks handfuls of his blood and composes an extraordinary poem. Eibhlín Dubh Ní Chonaill s Caoineadh Airt Uí Laoghaire, famously referred to by Peter Levi, professor of poetry at Oxford University, as 'the greatest poem written in either Ireland or Britain during the eighteenth century'. In the present day, a young mother narrowly avoids tragedy. On encountering the poem, she becomes obsessed with its parallels with her own life, and sets out to track down the rest of the story.

From the award-winning author of A Ghost in the Throat comes a time-traversing, form-defying, genre-morphing story of a reader unraveling the legacies of a fabled asylum and the women who haunt its halls. In Cork, Ireland, a derelict Victorian mental hospital is being converted into modern...

Un fantasma in gola esplora la femminilità e il desiderio. Doireann Ní Ghríofa racconta la maternità nella sua dimensione universale, e ne fa metafora della scrittura capace di ricucire le ferite più intime e creare echi tra universi lontani:un’opera sul suono che allontana e unisce l’ultimo sospiro di un uomo che muore e il primo vagito di una nuova vita. Dopo aver avuto tre figli in pochi anni, l’autrice ha adattato la propria vita su quella dei suoi bambini: poppate, pappe da preparare, viaggi in macchina verso scuola e ritorno, cartoni animati e sonni sempre troppo brevi.

Eine große Geschichte über eine Frau, die ihre Stimme befreit, indem sie in die Vergangenheit vordringt und die einer anderen findet. Zwei Schriftstellerinnen, Jahrhunderte voneinander getrennt: In ihrem ungewöhnlichen Prosadebüt verbindet Doireann Ní Ghríofa Essay und Autofiktion, um das Innenleben und die tiefe Verbundenheit zwischen zwei schreibenden Frauen aus zwei verschiedenen Epochen zu erkunden. Es ist eine Feier des Lebens, der Liebe und des rechten Umgangs mit Leiden.

In the city of Cork, a derelict Victorian mental hospital is being converted into modern apartments. One passer by has always flinched as she passes the place. Had her birth occurred in another decade, she too might have lived within those walls. Now, she notices a sign: FOR SALE. It is the first of many signs. Following them, she finds herself drawn into an irresistible river of forgotten voices, those of the women who knew this place best: insistent, vivid and true. They murmur from archives and old records; they whisper from stairwells and walls.