Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Katya

I am obsessed with Katherine Mansfield.
I am toying with the idea of having her name tattooed onto my body.
Or a patch of manuscript.
I'm reading book after book, and skipping the endings so she won't die.
Although of course, I know that she is dead.
"I would like to speak Russian with you". Some of the last words she wrote.
Russia called to her. She was in love with Chekhov.
She never made it home.
And they called her a liar. And a manipulator. And a plagiarist.
Her husband married a woman who looked like her.
And his second wife learned to write with Katherine's hands.
And when I think about it all, I feel sad.
But also --
--
she used to write when she couldn't find the rest of her sentence.
--
And so--

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful! I have only read a few stories and that was in high school but there was something about them that just seemed to fit perfectly inside me. Especially the garden party. When I was about 16 or maybe younger mum took me to her old house it was kind of inspiring(if i haven't already, remind me to tell you one time about visiting Janet Frame's house). You should visit it one day in wellington if you haven't been. Maybe we could go together. Anyway I really loved this post and clearly it has got me a bit excited. Lots and lots of love.

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