Very sorry indeed to hear the news of Anna's death from Peter. I love her writing and
never met her. Reminds me of the importance of celebrating work while there's the
chance to communicate it. Just wrote this, regretting.
Carol
For Anna Mendelssohn
waking jump small synapse/ this morning
short leap quiet remonstration/brink
this day should begin with remembering
written in pencil water softness is already
a world given up to/ quite lost get quite lost
& probably meet a tiger/ out that morning
you are meeting now are we held by texts
& horses/ hands offered in writing hold you
in sight what is/ merciless/ oh you do sing
nifty shifters not faint not faint but here
untranslatable love its word pitted skins
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