And Our Faces, My Heart,
Brief as Photos

(Poetry and essays; Pantheon, 1984; repr., Vintage, 1991)

A love letter that I received twenty years ago included some lines of poetry by John Berger, and I fell instantly in love, though the object of my love wasn’t the man who sent the letter. Rather, I fell in love with John Berger’s words:

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