January 2011
23 posts
Katharine Mansfield to John Middleton Murray
andyhines:
It is ten minutes past eight. I must tell you how much I love you at ten minutes past eight on a Sunday evening, January 27th 1918. I have been indoors all day (except for posting your letter) and I feel greatly rested. Juliette has come back from a new excursion into the country, with blue irises — do you remember how beautifully they grew in that little house with the trellis tower...
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“But look here! There is one thing you must discover, if you want to do your work...”
– Katherine
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“We had a marvellous drive up into the mountains here the other day to a very...”
– Katherine, from a letter to her brother-in-law, Richard Murry
volaille:
“‘It’s very quiet now,’ she thought. She opened her eyes wide and she heard the silence spinning its soft endless web. How lightly she breathed; she scarcely had to breathe at all. Yes, everything had come alive down to the minutest, tiniest particle, and she did not feel her bed, she floated, held up in the air. Only she seemed to be listening with her wide open watchful eyes,...
“…She is standing in the middle of the kitchen facing the rainy window. Her head...”
– The Dove’s Nest and Other Stories: A Married Man’s Story (1923) by Katherine Mansfield (via rubysuns)
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“What is in the Past had a great deal better be buried - bury the good even to...”
– Katherine, from a letter to friend and painter Dorothy Brett
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“Its a very queer thing how craft comes into writing. I mean down to details. Par...”
– Katherine, 1921
“Katherine Mansfield was saved, it seems to me, by two things - her inveterate...”
– elizabeth bowen, ‘a living writer: katherine mansfield’, in the mulberry tree, p.79. (via modernistwomen)
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“I had a moment of absolute terror in the night. I suddenly thought of a living...”
– Katherine, 1921
“And then you know the strange silence that falls upon your heart—the same...”
– March 19, 1915
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“… I went out into the garden just now. It is starry and mild. The leaves...”
– from Mansfield’s Notebooks
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“For a long time she said she did not want to change anything in him, and she...”
– from Mansfield’s Notebooks
“Why does one feel so different at night? Why is it so exciting to be awake when...”
– Katherine Mansfield (via suzywire)
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“Oh Life! Accept me - make me worthy - teach me.
I write that. I look up. The...”
– from Mansfield’s Notebooks
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“I am sitting in my long chair on the terrace. The wind of the last days has...”
– from a letter to husband, John Middleton Murry
Katherine Mansfield would have loved to have her...
I understand very well your obsession with KM. I spent over three years researching and writing her story. And now it is published! You can learn more about “In Pursuit … The Katherine Mansfield Story Retold” and read a chapter or two at www.joannafitzpatrick.com.
Thank you very much for letting us know about the book! I look forward to reading it!
wearethewounded asked: I live just down the road from Katherine Mansfield's house in New Zealand :)
“And far far ahead a little golden moon daintily, graciously dances in the blue...”
– Katherine Mansfield (via sketchofthepast)
The Earth-Child in the Grass by Katherine...
sashastergiou:
In the very early morning Long before Dawn time I lay down in the paddock And listened to the cold song of the grass. Between my fingers the green blades, And the green blades pressed against my body. “Who is she leaning so heavily upon me?” Sang the grass. “Why does she weep on my bosom, Mingling her tears with the tears of my mystic lover? Foolish little earth-child! It is not...
“Now the wood was silent except for the leaves, but he knew that she was not far...”
– Something Childish but Very Natural
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“I was jealous of her writing. The only writing I have ever been jealous of.”
– Virginia Woolf on Katherine Mansfield (Diaries, vol. 2, p. 227)
“Why did he want to touch her so much and why did she mind? Whenever he was with...”
– Something Childish but Very Natural
“The night was dark and warm. They did not want to go home. “What I feel so...”
– Something Childish but Very Natural