Lingering Lines: Last night’s overheard snippets
All from Brendan Constantine, jotted by the Those in the Audience Who Were Wowed and Could Write at the Same Time (some inaccuracies may have occured)
I’d like to make a disclaimer but I can’t think of one.
A dog barking in F-sharp.
When I was a kid I said to my father, When I grow up I want to be a poet,” and he said, “You can’t have it both ways.”
Last night I went to the map of the world, and I have a message for you. “The day the ocean burned was the first time I heard Mozart.”
It seems the essence of war has become the burning of maps.
William Carlos Williams said, “You should never explain a poem, but it always helps.”
Gagged like boot tongues.
The children of Juarez have run out of red crayons.