there are ginkgo leaves on the window

<p>The author writes from a place of love light and tenderness in dialog with a deceased loved one whose presence accompanies her every day and is even a collaborator on writing the book. An expression of grief as love beauty and eternal reciprocal relationship. <span style=color: rgba(98 98 98 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>German feminist theorist Cara-Julie Kather's first book in the English language </span><em style=color: rgba(98 98 98 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>there are ginkgo leaves on the window: letters to my deceased grandmother </em><span style=color: rgba(98 98 98 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>is a gentle and illuminating engagement with grief and ancestor love that can feel transformative. Multi-genre this book can be read as poetry letters memoir. In the words of reviewer-poet Matthew Lippman </span><em style=color: rgba(98 98 98 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)>ginkgo leaves</em><span style=color: rgba(98 98 98 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1)> opens the heart into a blossom of quiet.</span></p>