Yes, oh yes, Max,
The companion-mind, one thinks at first, and then extends beyond a mind to
what you so gracefully suggest in your vivid line-drawing: the
companion-whole.
For an entire writing and drawing life I've tried to suggest with The Right
Word or The Right Color (Line) and have failed as often as I've tried.
That's why I so admire those few who succeed. My appreciation, Max, for
your gifts.
Judy
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From: "cooee" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wednesday, August 31, 2005 1:21 AM
Subject: snap 31 August 2005
Missing Graham
Though it¹s months since he died,
news or thoughts still come to me
I want to try out on him:
a perception prompted by
a Bergman movie, the pain
and grace of which I wish he¹d seen;
another refutation of
the Œnot-Shakespeare¹ heresy
(why did it attract him?);
word of that East European
conductor who so
seldom recorded;
a turn in Eliot, the would-be
classic, that links
him back to romanticism;
a rejoinder about
his fierce dismissal
of Freudianism...
that I might hear his prompt
humorous appreciation,
weighing and judging,
extending and placing.
Is it his mind I miss?
More than that, his chuckle,
his expressive sigh,
the troubled eye,
the firm footsteps of one
who fathomed so much
and might, had bodily health
been his, have gone further;
the briefest exchange with whom
left a person more
capable of seriousness.
Max Richards
Melbourne
Wednesday 31 August 2005
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