I continue from Jo's Borders lament...
Having just seen "Bright Star", Jane Campion's touchy feely film about John Keats' and Fanny Brawne, I was struck by the utter romance of letter writing. And, a bit like Borders, it would be sad if the act of letter writing doesn't survive.
The exchange of letters during John and Fanny's troubled relationship held such precious value for them - not just as a communication tool, but very much a part of their love expression. The film shows Fanny kissing her letters to John, and in turn smelling and holding his close to her breast and reading them over and over. The very sensuousness of the article was as key as exchanging their thoughts and feelings for one another.
Surely no electronic communication form could offer the sender or recipient such an experience of pleasure - could it??
