Thursday, January 16, 2014
I had the occasion to spell the word "Niobid" for the reporter, and I had learned what it means--a child of Niobe--in my research on Claudel. Now this poem, "Wounded Niobid," appears in Electica, with two others written in the voice of Camille Claudel, who sometimes inhabits the voice of a character in her sculpture. In this case, there's a doubleness; pierced in the heart, she feels her connection to a daughter of Niobe.
Like me, Camille Claudel loved the water. Swimming was good exercise for her, but she also liked walking, despite a mild limp. I appreciate the coincidence of her "clay foot," as she was noted for her fine skills modeling hands and feet in clay while a student of August Rodin.
Niobe, who all perished, as punishment for their mother's pride in them.
Looking forward to reading the whole issue of Eclectica, and I've already read the short short "Consensus" by Laurence Klavan, who makes it a marvelous Random Coinciday by being the twin brother of Escape Into Life theatre reviewer Scott Klavan, who claims he's much better looking. Who gnu?
*Tuesday afternoon was a job interview, so wish me luck!