Her Most Burning Question
I read a poem by a brilliant young writer
(she studied under the great William Blake
scholar, Northrop Frye) who went on to write
poetry, stories, dystopian novels, essays, plays,
and other genres, and a line from one of her
early poems left an indelible impression: “All
we have is hope, but what hope is there?” said
the budding Casandra, whose dystopian novels
were made into movies. A very distinguished
woman of letters in her eighties now, with 72
books to her credit, she published her third
volume of bits and pieces that she wrote over
the past few years (2004-2021), and to my
surprise, she`s stopped despairing. “If you’re
not hopeful, it’s game over right there,” she said
to the Star reporter, for the third volume of her
collected works on the burning questions of
her life. “If we don’t try, nothing will happen,”
she amplified. “If we do try, we have a chance.
In order to try, we have to have hope. So there’s
no point not having hope. It is an inbuilt human
quality anyway. We are inherently hopeful,” she
re-iterated, holding on by her fingernails. What
a paltry distance she’s travelled to find an
answer to her most burning question!
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