11: Celebrating Female Romantic Friendships in the 17th Century and Today

“To rocks and rivers, not to thee, complain” Following in Katherine Philips Footprints I had been reading and researching Welsh poet Katherine Philips at the Library of Congress, the British Library, the Bodleian Library, the National Library of Wales and the University of Wales in Aberystwyth. I had finally found her adult home at CardiganContinueContinue reading “11: Celebrating Female Romantic Friendships in the 17th Century and Today”

11: “To rocks and rivers, not to thee, complain” Following in Katherine Philips Footprints

I had been reading and researching Welsh poet Katherine Philips at the Library of Congress, the British Library, the Bodleian Library, the National Library of Wales and the University of Wales. I had finally found her adult home at Cardigan Priory in Pembroke, Wales where Philips lived with her husband from the age of 15.ContinueContinue reading “11: “To rocks and rivers, not to thee, complain” Following in Katherine Philips Footprints”

10: Made Ill by Poetry

I was an English major at Michigan State University in 1993 and I had been reading and researching 17th century Welsh poet Katherine Philips at the Library of Congress, the British Library, the Bodleian Library, the National Library of Wales and the University of Wales. Her genre was female romantic friendship poetry and I wasContinueContinue reading “10: Made Ill by Poetry”

8: Choosing dissertations over meals at the University of Wales

I was at the University of Wales and a very kind Welshwoman librarian had just brought a dissertation out of storage that I desperately wanted a copy of. I asked her where the photocopier was in the library. “Photocopier?” she asked doubtfully. The dissertation sat on the book truck between us. “Yes.” “We don’t haveContinueContinue reading “8: Choosing dissertations over meals at the University of Wales”

7: Begging Honest Welshwomen at the University of Wales

High adventure alert! After three days at the National Library of Wales, I had checked off many items on my “list of stuff to find in Wales.” There was one very important item that I had decided to give up on without even trying: a dissertation by Patrick Thomas. At the time, it was theContinueContinue reading “7: Begging Honest Welshwomen at the University of Wales”

6: Pinning a Note to the Sweater of a Librarian at the National Library of Wales

At the National Library of Wales I found the goldmine of my research on 17th century poet Katherine Philips: her personal copybook. One day, needing a break from my hours in the rare book room, I decided to peruse the museum part of the library on the upper floors. I wound through rooms, gazed atContinueContinue reading “6: Pinning a Note to the Sweater of a Librarian at the National Library of Wales”

5: Walking in the footsteps of vacationing Romanovs: The National Library of Wales Part One

When I had finished everything I could do at the British library, it was time to move into Philips’s own backyard: Wales. I took the bus to “Aber” as it is affectionately known: Aberystwyth. It’s a good-ish long train and then bus journey from London through trees that completely cover tiny country roads. At theContinueContinue reading “5: Walking in the footsteps of vacationing Romanovs: The National Library of Wales Part One”