![]() ![]() from Hampshire College, where she compared African and South Asian diasporic literature, in 1989, and studied Sanskrit and comparative religious literature at Harvard’s Divinity School, where she earned a master’s degree in 1997.) But she returned home to Los Angeles after the death of her maternal grandmother, Dorothy Mary Coste Thomas Brooks, to empty out her house, which was going to be razed. ![]() Twenty-five years ago, Lewis was living in Rhode Island, teaching at Wheaton College and writing fiction. In a sense, Lewis’s elegiac and haunted volume, filled with both words and photographs, found her long before she conceived it. ![]() Not in the heart, and certainly not in memory. ![]() Not only because the author believes, or wants to believe, that she can awaken the deceased with her pen-“I am trying to make the dead clap and shout,” she writes-but because those who are gone are determined not to stay put. The poet Robin Coste Lewis’s second collection, the exquisite “ To the Realization of Perfect Helplessness” (Knopf), is a book about how the dead do not stay dead. ![]()
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