Thursday 30 October 2008
...and pretty exhausted, despite which it will be a day at UEA for me tomorrow. Arrived home to find many copies of the double-whopping New and Collected Poems waiting complete with C's splendid cover, plus the handsome volume of Dr Sears's anatomy of my verses that I am almost afraid to read in case he pronounces me subtly dead. And some copies of my new Márai translation, Esther's Inheritance.
More tomorrow. This is tired stuff. Here's a picture of Frankfurt scraped off the web. I was disappointed not to find the four people shown at the bottom of the picture ready and in position. Not even the dog! O eternal disappointment! Now C will have to scrape me off the floor.