Flavors of My Mind | Ken Allan Dronsfield

Do you believe “The Maltese Falcon” should be categorized as “noir”? Suzanne Lummis: It’s a terrific movie but ultimately not as dark as others — Noir Gris. But regardless of the quality of darkness, I’d feel funny about any poet of my generation, or the one following, who hadn’t seen John Huston’s classic with the great Warner…

Why do award committees pin the tail on the horse’s ass? Because award committees combine a universal truth (“everyone’s a critic”) with an old punch line (“the committee in charge of designing a horse came up with a camel”). What is a critic? According to the critic Kenneth Tynan, “the critic is one who knows…

No no no The meek aren’t weak Don’t ever make that mistake or think such foolish foolish things Trust me on this the meek aren’t weak Yes, they may ask permission when others don’t And they’ll put up with much more guff than others do But here’s the point — The meek will take only…

My throwaway delinquent pack of lies go over, fly over birds’ wings in a soulless search, into sudden dreams. The post Sudden Dreams | Ananya S. Guha appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online

How can I stand here and be focused When all I can think of is Art My mind is lost somewhere else Because my thoughts are flying to another place You tried to bring me back to reality You said art is a waste of time You can’t define me I choose this way We…

Speaking after the service to the Uffculme gravedigger filling in the grave,he came out with some choice Devon that would have pleased Dave.Like’em say; them with lots of friends die young!200 or so I counted, and all there for one. The bells rang out at St Mary’s at the end, after Dun Ringill by Tull.Bells…