SHE CANNOT DROWN

Nor could she swim, yet Venice it was, some 7 times a year from the age of 60 on that seduced her. Decades from now, cardiologists would marvel at the joys of her helium heart. At the height of the 09 depression, she did more than most to levitate life. Fitting then, that she should be honoured out at sea with a statue that hung from the sky.

February 8, 2009
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  1. Ginny Woolf on February 27th, 2009 11:54 pm

    I know this woman. She runs a small guest house in St Ives. We once met in the sheep’s pool at low tide, near Godrevy. I’m with her in spirit. Buoyancy is within. Swimming, like Rushdie, is overrated.

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