She reminded me once over dinner, as I was struggling to write that poem, that it is the artist's job to unearth stories that people try to bury with shovels of complacency and time.
En dag, under et måltid, i en tid hvor jeg kæmpede med det digt, sagde hun. at det er kunstnerens ansvar at afdække historier, som  folk forsøger at begrave med skovle af ligegyldighed og tid.