TO BIMA
~ Marjorie Holmes tribute ~
I symbolically place the article on her favourite pillow-prop that she used for writing her book reviews in her last days. These photos of her toiling on the Bosketto bring it all back. This was where she was working when the polite anonymous gent was observing her. The notes are quite funny: He didnt reveal who he was or that he knew the municipality's intention from the start was to plant costly identikit shrubs and get rid of anything in their place. I was there. It was literally one day maman doing her thing, the next, the beds were bare. Supportive comments ~ I'd forgotten - or never read - the supportive feedback at the time. Goodness, fierce stuff, feelings running high. A perfect complement to The Times' obituary by Bishop Geoffrey. I must consult my brother over the wording of a note to the editor assuring readers that maman never contemplated splitting or selling her collection of originals. Anyway, to whom entrust them who'll be more suitable than simply keeping them here in the Corfu family home where they were executed?
2 comments :
Jim Potts reminded me of Digging by Seamus Heaney - his parent digging, he writing.
'...Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests. I'll dig with it.'
so good.
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