maurice sendak is dead. i think this might be the thing that finally keeps me off facebook today. person after person mourning. when did it become a thing to post that someone's dead? i guess it's one more thing to identify ourselves with. one more way to build our personality out of other people's bones.
and here i am, doing the same thing.
i'm not sad -- i mean, he lived a full life, and he knew it was his time and he loved it, and he laughed at death, and now he's with his boyfriend, and hopefully happy, but it still ensaddens the hell out of me.
here's Carole King singing "Pierre." I'm still not listening to music because it's sefira, but let's see if this gets me out of it.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Trying to be really rosie.
Labels: afterlife, death, Maurice Sendak, mourning
Posted by matthue at 10:45 AM
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His Fresh Air interview is really excellent; have you heard it? The part about his favorite correspondence from a fan is wonderful.
No, I haven't; but you're right, I just tracked it down and it is wonderful. Here's the link, in case anyone else wants to eavesdrop.
http://www.npr.org/2012/05/08/152248901/fresh-air-remembers-author-maurice-sendak
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