Now that Vivienne and Valerie are both dead,Now that he has been dead for over forty yearsAnd I can hurt no one with this admission,I will say that I too was fourteenWhen I fell in love with Tom:That Anglo-Catholic parting,The face chiselled by decades of quiet agony,The 'four-piece suit' ... but what did Virginia know of restraint,That silly, arrogant woman, with her insidious, toxic heritage?