The Copenhagen Trilogy: Childhood – Youth – Dependency

by Tove Ditlevsen

But I want so badly to have a place where I can practice writing real poems. I’d like to have a room with four walls and a closed door. A room with a bed, a table and a chair, with a typewriter, or a pad of paper and a pencil, nothing more. Well, yes – a door I could lock.

A room of ones own