The Lost Garden
“After the dance is over and the men have straggled back up the hill to their house, I help the girls tidy the dining room. Everyone has had a good time. Golden Wonder is still having hers, out there in the dark saying good night to the soldier she’s sweet on. I think it was her I originally discovered with the soldier in the barn. I try not to think of this, of where she and her soldier might be now, as I make my exit. The others are still laughing and joking, taking their time pushing the tabl...es back in place, emptying the ashtrays. They are weary with exhilaration, and I leave them to it, to each other, and go back to my room.
Tonight nothing will work to ease me into sleep. I lie under The Genus Rosa but am merely irritated by the weight of it. It must have felt like this to Ellen Willmott sometimes, I think, at least metaphorically, all those years she spent working on it. How oppressively heavy it became.
I try to read some of To the Lighthouse, but the words sink out of sight the moment I say them in my head, cannot buoy me up as they used to.MoreLess
Tonight nothing will work to ease me into sleep. I lie under The Genus Rosa but am merely irritated by the weight of it. It must have felt like this to Ellen Willmott sometimes, I think, at least metaphorically, all those years she spent working on it. How oppressively heavy it became.
I try to read some of To the Lighthouse, but the words sink out of sight the moment I say them in my head, cannot buoy me up as they used to.MoreLess
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