In the course of dying from a rare affliction which will first rob him of language, art critic and artist Tom Lubbock recently published excerpts from his memoir of the experience in the Guardian. It is well worth reading and, especially, I think, if you are a writer. Over the course of his disease he reverts to pure poetry, the first and last link, the voice of the soul.
Postscript:
Tom Lubbock died 9 January 2011. His obituary was published in the Guardian UK. If you do nothing else, read the end, Tom's final words.
3 comments:
That was beautiful, in a way, but mostly extremely unsettling. I'm not ready to understand fatality.
i take issue with the assertion that poetry is the first and last link with the soul, but i'll go read the article anyway.
R: Yes. I keep thinking about his experience.
K: Okay then. Lemme know. ;)
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