Elizabeth Stone

Reclaiming Missing Voices in the Literature of Diversity

     “This is my life, Cutting up old film/don’t edit the wrong thing out.” So warns Robin Coste Lewis, in one of her poems. “Dick-and-Jane-with-me Page Spread, The Upper Room II, Flipside Self.”  The lines speak tersely to the necessity of preserving memory, both personal and historical.  Otherwise, says Coste, we are left with only “a tale of amnesia.”  Hers is a view shared by Patricia Hampl who has written, “If you don’t tell your own story, someone else will tell it for you.”  Both views inform the research I do on personal narrative often, though not exclusively, in relation to ethnicity....