Anny Ballardini wrote:
> 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
>
Any words will be too many words and too few. This is a great loss and
cause of sadness.
Ken
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Kenneth Wolman rainermaria.typepad.com
"I agree with the Chekhov character who, when in a crisis, he is
reminded that 'this, too, shall pass,' responds 'Nothing
passes.'"--Philip Roth
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