Eric Byrd’s Reviews > Necropolis > Status Update

"One winter night in Moscow, in the early days of our acquaintance, Gershenzon was walking me across his little garden so he could lock the gate behind me. He joked, ‘That’s just the sort of people you are, you poets: we write about you, but you’ll never catch anybody writing poetry about us historians.’ ‘Just you wait, Mikhail Osipovich...I’ll write about you.’ He grinned into his mustaches. ‘No, you won’t’"