Only 1 of them had profound meaning for me.
I had well laid plans to unpack, clean and prune today. But the sand in my shoes might have to wait while I take a moment to remember Maurice.
I found his books at the bottom of the chest of drawers in our bedroom, where many of my favourite childhood books sleep.
I was looking for this particular one.
In my teens, rather predictably dressed in peasant smocks and wraparound skirts from India, burning incense and homemade candles, long hair bound in a leather aboriginal headband, and wearing the scent of honeysuckle...
...this tiny book [and another 2 - The Little Prince and Jonathan Livingston Seagull] were constant companions in my search for the greater meaning of life [and why I couldn't see eye to eye with my parents].
[If you're having trouble reading the words, click on the pictures.]
I wish I could say I had more adult and serious literature as a guide to my life, but there you are.
Here's an old copy of Where The Wild Things Are.
It was given to me by Sister 1, probably in the early 70s. She was, at that time, a librarian and introduced me to many good books. [Not to mention, that glorious pot of honeysuckle perfume which even good money cannot buy these days].
These pages, from Some Swell Pup, made me laugh because it uncannily describes the relationship between Georgia, the Cushion and me.
It can be hard to let go of childBut then again, why would I want to?
For Imogen, with love x
Update Thursday: Last night, in bed, snug in my blankie and with my headphones on, I listened to some excerpts of interviews that Terry Gross had with Maurice Sendak which Pamela kindly shared in her comment below.
It was almost half eleven by the time I was done and I was an emotional wreck. But it was worth the snot on my pillow to hear Sendak's crackly old voice [the first time for me] and his thoughts on many things, love, life and death.
Grab a hot coffee, maybe some tissues, curl up in a nice chair, close your eyes, and enjoy. If you're a Sendak fan, I guarantee you won't regret the hour. [There's also a transcript, if that's easier for you.]
Thank you Pamela :) x
"I have nothing now but praise for my life. I'm not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can't stop them. They leave me and I love them more. ... What I dread is the isolation. ... There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready."
Maurice Sendak, from an interview with Terry Gross.