Dear Poetryetcers,
I postponed until now to send you this message. I just did not know when to
do it or how to do it. I don't even know why I am doing it now.
Hildur Kristjánsdóttir, in reply to a mail of mine, sent me the following
words (I am excerpting):
Árni Ibsen my husband died on the 21st of August. Towards the end he was
completely paralyzed and had no strength at all. Mind you he wrote (I wrote
them down) poems. The last two the day before he died. He had a book of
poems published in June. Poems about his travels and places where he had
been His mind was always 100% OK.
On this list we have loved Arni. He was our great friend from Iceland.
I am just so very sorry,
Anny Ballardini
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