In an obituary of Arthur Miller on February 11, Sheila Lennon of the Providence (R.I.) Journal writes:
Arthur Miller, literary giant, Marilyn Monroe's ex: Arthur Miller, author of Death of a Salesman, The Crucible, The Misfits, After the Fall and much more, died last night at his home in Roxbury, Conn., of heart failure at 89.
In his 1987 autobiography, Timebends, Miller wrote of Monroe, "To have survived, she would have had to be either more cynical or even further from reality than she was," he wrote. "Instead, she was a poet on a street corner trying to recite to a crowd pulling at her clothes."
Blogger Clifford Garstang (Perpetual Folly) of Staunton, Va., has the current issue of Harper's on his desk, which contains a new Miller short story, Beavers. Garstang writes,
...I liked it because it is, nominally, about a man who feels guilty for having to kill the beavers who are threatening to devastate a wooded slope. It struck me because I have from time to time had the same problem, and felt bad about killing the beavers. But what are the options.
But of course that isn't really what the story is about.
"Or was it all much simpler: did he simply wake one morning and with infinite pleasure start swimming through the clear water when, quite by chance, he heard the trickling of the overflow and, steering himself over to it, was filled with desire to capture the lovely wet sound, for he adored water above all things and wished somehow to become part of it, if only by capturing its tinkle? And the rest, as it turned out, was unforeseen death. He had not believed in his death. The shots fired into the water had not caused him to flee but merely to dive and surface again a couple of minutes later. He was young and immortal to himself."
Click here to see the whole article.
I'm not sure what to make of this. Lennon apparently regularly reviews cyberspace for interesting blogs. I know this stuff is out there for anyone to see, but it is still a surprise.