She would have appeared to him in a dream. In the New York Times Magazine, Jim Harrison writes that it is after a long and risky voyage in the State of Nebraska that Dalva arises. He didn’t hear it properly speaking, his voice was not from here. But he guessed his request: “Now listen to me, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time. ” In 1987, the American writer immortalized the woman of his dreams, by publishing the portrait of this magnificent heroine.
We find it in Santa Monica. Day breaks, and before it rises the ocean that borders the California coast. At 45, she saw the country: the Great Lakes of North America and the arid regions of Arizona, the rivers and the mangroves of Key West in Florida but also, the skyscrapers of New York. Lonely, fearless, she crosses life as she sets out on the lost paths of the Middle West: eyes wide open, and her head full of memories. Ghosts accompany him everywhere. “I live in the arms of dead men.