{"id":7938,"date":"2012-01-18T11:58:52","date_gmt":"2012-01-18T16:58:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=7938"},"modified":"2012-01-18T11:58:52","modified_gmt":"2012-01-18T16:58:52","slug":"cambridge-ladies-who-dont-have-furnished-souls","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/peterlevine.ws\/?p=7938","title":{"rendered":"Cambridge ladies who don&#8217;t have furnished souls"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last week, I went into my usual barbershop in Somerville, MA, where the men&#8217;s haircuts are $12. It&#8217;s underground and the walls are painted with scenes of southern Italy. Tony, the barber, was talking with three customers. Everyone was using a mixture of Italian and English. The customer in the middle chair was the center of attention. Bobby never forgave her, it seemed. I gradually figured out that she was referring to Bobby <em>Kennedy<\/em>, and he never forgave her because she had been so strong for Stevenson in &#8217;56. I managed to ask Tony who she was, and he said, &#8220;That&#8217;s Mrs. Schlesinger; she&#8217;s 100 years old.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Well, it turns out that she is Marian Cannon Schlesinger, the first wife of Arthur Jr., who has just recently published her latest book, <em>I Remember: A Life of Politics, Painting and People<\/em> (2011). Born to a distinguished Harvard professor and novelist mother, she studied Chinese painting in Beijing in the 1930s. She wrote and illustrated a classic <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/San-Bao-His-Adventures-Peking\/dp\/0964580918\">children&#8217;s book about China<\/a>; the <em>New Yorker<\/em> called the pictures &#8220;exceptional.&#8221; She married Arthur Schlesinger, Jr.,\u00a0 and followed him to Kennedy&#8217;s Washington but got divorced in 1970, later writing <em>Snatched From Oblivion<\/em>, a memoir of strong women, politics, and Harvard&#8217;s uneasy relations with Cambridge.<\/p>\n<p>A big cold front was blowing in, with winds up to 40 miles an hour. Ms. Schlesinger had walked in on her own and happily walked back out. I guess she was speaking to the barber in Italian because she knows that language among many others. But she&#8217;s not really 100, only about 98 or 99.<\/p>\n<p>It made me think&#8211;critically&#8211;of the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/poem\/176655\">famous lines<\/a> by e. e. cummings about &#8220;Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls.&#8221; Perhaps e. e. should have been more attentive to some of the souls he met:<\/p>\n<p>the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls<br \/>\nare unbeautiful and have comfortable minds<br \/>\n(also, with the church&#8217;s protestant blessings<br \/>\ndaughters,unscented shapeless spirited)<br \/>\nthey believe in Christ and Longfellow, both dead,<br \/>\nare invariably interested in so many things\u2014<br \/>\nat the present writing one still finds<br \/>\ndelighted fingers knitting for the is it Poles?<br \/>\nperhaps. While permanent faces coyly bandy<br \/>\nscandal of Mrs. N and Professor D<br \/>\n&#8230;. the Cambridge ladies do not care, above<br \/>\nCambridge if sometimes in its box of<br \/>\nsky lavender and cornerless, the<br \/>\nmoon rattles like a fragment of angry candy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last week, I went into my usual barbershop in Somerville, MA, where the men&#8217;s haircuts are $12. It&#8217;s underground and the walls are painted with scenes of southern Italy. Tony, the barber, was talking with three customers. Everyone was using a mixture of Italian and English. 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