Friday, 21 December 2007

From "Jenna Bush's Book-Tour Diary of Hope"

By Steve Almond.

Diane Sawyer asks me if I feel a calling. Given all the stories in my past about being a "party girl," why am I now touring the country to raise awareness about the crisis of children excluded because they are HIV-positive? I gaze at her face—open, devout, with lips perhaps too swollen for a woman her age—and feel a lancing pity. Federico García Lorca whispers to me:

I have sung through the world
with my mouth of seven petals.
My galleys of amaranth
have gone without ropes or oars.

I have lived in the lands
of others, My secrets
round my throat,
without my realizing it, were open!

I think this is true of Diane Sawyer as well. I think the secrets around her throat are open. But I don't think she realizes it.

1 comment:

Akinsola-Hierat von Bombast-Akinfemiwa-Jugswap said...

HAPPY CHRISTMAS TIME JOW! LET'S HAVE A PINT! IF YOU'RE FREE OVER NEW YEAR, COME AND SEE ME AND PETER M AND THE WHOLE PEANUTS IN BRIGHTON!