I have been a lifelong fan of Maurice Sendak. His little book
A Hole Is To Dig was a gift from my godmother when I was small, in the 1960s. Of course many many people love him and his work now, and when he died last year, we grieved. This
story, again via Andrew Sullivan, points to a video created in memory of Mr. Sendak, made from a audio clip on his last interview with Terry Gross. (That's such a sandwich of references -- just read the article and listen to the clip and watch the video.) I was lucky enough to hear the interview on the radio live, and now I am lucky enough to have it captured in video/audio eternity.
The statement "I am in love with the world" will capture any one who has struggled with loss, with depression, with anger, with love. The explanation of his frequent crying, because "they leave me and I cannot stop them" is what triggered my desire to re-blog this post. I will write poems because they leave me and I cannot stop them. It seems a better choice than walking around with a book on my head.What will you do? Wave a tree branch, instead.
