When it comes time for you to raid the contents of my bookshelves so as to glean meaning from my marginalia, be aware that I was thinking of you, at least as far as my copy of Susan Howe’s The Birth-mark: Unsettling the Wilderness in American Literary History is concerned. The sole thing I highlighted—in a stunning orange—in the entire work appears on page 34 in the chapter “Submarginalia,” and it is but a single word, two syllables—the name of one of Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s sons. Not Hartley. Not Berkeley. Derwent.
Yours,
Hannah
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