… Key West, though of course I won’t be here long enough to understand much.
But today, for instance, reading through The Secret of Salt while eating a spinach salad at Kelly’s, I discovered that in fact Richard Wilbur no longer lives here, having decided a couple of years ago that he and his wife were too old to manage two houses. His upstairs study in Key West, he recalls, was “full of airiness and swaying leaves.”
“It was marvelous to go every winter to a place where there’d be plenty of old and lively friends … It was quite a world of writers and artists with whom to enjoy oneself in the evenings. … I’m going to miss it a great deal, not just for its temperature… It’s a place that makes me feel youthful.”
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Tonight, UD‘s going to the Waterfront Playhouse to see BITCHSLAP.