Good-Bye, Emily Dickinson by Smoky Trudeau Zeidel
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
She’s homeless and she believes she’s Emily Dickinson’s daughter. She observes the world, writes poems wherever she parks her shopping cart of notebooks and other treasures. She ponders the fate of great artists who didn’t get any respect until after they were dead. But, she’s patient (though some say she should be a patient until she gets her mind right).
Smoky Trudeau Zeidel (“The Cabin” 2008) tells a story that’s born in a respected teacher’s English class and played out on the hot streets between the church, the Sinclair service station and the underpass. She—real or imagined daughter of the long-gone Emily—truly understands that “the mere sense of living is joy enough.”
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<truly understands that “the mere sense of living is joy enough.”
And as we age this is a truly valuable understanding.
It definitely is! Thanks for the visit.
Thank you, Malcolm, for this lovely review.
Thank you, Smoky. I had fun reading the story and liked the references in it to various authors/painters who didn’t get no respect.
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