I've chosen this one because it draws on of her books of poetry and has in it two of my favourites: Lament and The Ballad of the Harp Weaver, both of which are achingly beautiful. From A Few Figs from Thistles: My candle burns at both ends;/It will not last the night;/But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends/It gives a lovely light. And one called Lord Archer, Death. I say no more.
(Julie Higgins - bwl 11 October 2001 ) |
