About the poet
Ruth Fainlight (b. New York, 1931) is an award-winning poet and translator, whose collections,...
My mother's old leather handbag,
crowded with letters she carried
all through the war. The smell
of my mother's handbag: mints
and lipstick and Coty powder.
The look of those letters, softened
and worn at the edges, opened,
read, and refolded so often.
Letters from my father. Odour
of leather and powder, which ever
since then has meant womanliness,
and love, and anguish, and war.
from Fifteen to Infinity (Hutchinson, 1983), © Ruth Fainlight 1983, used by permission of the author
Ruth Fainlight Reading from her Poems