Thursday, November 1, 2012

Marguerite Young

Marguerite Young.
Truman Capote called her "the cow" - they had been buddies at one point, in days of yore, but had fallen out over an assortment of issues, filamental she would have said, the cow, filamental my dear Truman. He was not charmed by her genius, rather, and I go into the drawer of words here with great concern that I emerge with just the thing in hand, no paltry substitute, rather he was threatened.
Ah and thereby hangs the tale, or several tales.
to be continued
"If your one concern is to create literature, to create something of beauty, something that will endure a little while, then you cannot bother yourself with the other stuff-you just can't do that to yourself...you'll see..." and then her voice would trail off, always with the echoic laughter, or shadow of laughter, or perhaps memory of laughter, always, always....
and then you were left, bereft....
it had always been the fact, always...
bereft.
So of course when she took up the thread to trace it between her fingers again she spoke of Beethoven, oh, I do hope he'll be there...you will trace the symbolism of his consciousness through masterstrokes of ingenuity, you will dazzle, but it will be with his brilliance you will shine, with his depths and his ponderings, his fist clenching high drama and his softening diminuendos....
yes, to be continued to be sure....

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  1. and she would say all this as though in breathless soft haste with intermittent, I do not know what word might do, chuckles almost, but that is much too harsh a term, and to say laughter would miss the point entirely, there perhaps being no point, no point at all, and so the silence came, and we gazed at her fingers nicotine stained and like the talons of a bird tracing the circumference of a cup adorned, as she put it, with Mozartean curls. It was one of those thick crude comes from the Shenango China Factory in Pennsylvania. This simple artifact seemed to transport her to a dreamland. Ah, what a dusty memory yet rich in light.

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