Meeting in Positano, by Goliarda Sapienza

Not knowing anything about Italian literature I am reviewing here with trepidation, since I suspect that Sapienza is not a figure of enormous international popularity like Elena Ferrante, but relatively obscure, known mainly to Americans writing graduate essays on gender. She’s considered to be well-known enough to the anglophone market for two of her novels … Continue reading Meeting in Positano, by Goliarda Sapienza →