“The Pink Camellia” by Pierre-George Jeanniot (1897)
“I find it possible to speak to you today. I am not in despair about my health. But I must make every effort to get it better soon, very soon. You see Jack ‘accepts’ it; it even suits him that I should be so subdued & helpless. And it is deadly to know he NEVER tries to help. But I was not born an invalid and I want to get well — I long for — Do you understand? I feel every day must be the last day of such a life — but I have now felt that for years.”
~ Katherine Mansfield, March 20, 1921
Not quite there yet, and with the computer acting up, I just don’t have the stamina to do it well. More soon.
Not music, but something wonderful nonetheless:
“How tired I am
Of this unbearable distance between us
How I long for the toll of the recess bell
Have you forgotten me?
Grown mindless of me?
Tell me I am not
Writing into an abyss
Or that is what will become of my heart.”