Saturday, November 25, 2006

Matters of High Art

You should know that a) I have won a fiercely competitive poetry competition and b) that Big Jeff is giving away his money. In both cases it's about time too.

9 comments:

  1. Congratulations, Bryan. Such a pithy expression of the one, truly problematic question of our time: What is it pigeons know, that we don't?

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  2. Well quite, Neil. Pigeons are indeed replete with mystery. These were in Norfolk if that's any help.

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  3. I think that I will never see
    A blog as lovely as a tree

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  4. I don't know hat to make of this.
    Dr Johnson has nothing to say about pigeons...

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  5. Ah, the inscrutable Norfolk pigeon. Its apparent insouciance is a clever ruse to engender in humans the urge to write doggeral. We don't know why this might be to their advantage, but we know they can't be trusted.

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  6. There's a book about sentient London pigeons (a novel, natch) that came out a couple of years ago. What was its title? Maybe _The London Pigeon Wars_. Very interesting. The pigeons were from Trafalgar Square, I believe, and spoke in a really cool dialect. Harder to understand than that rhyming Cockney that fascinates me so (sometime I wish you'd do a post on that, Bryan. You do know what I'm talking about, don't you? Example: "A West End Thespian" = a "Lesbian." Don't know why that's the first example to occur to me --yes, I do know, it's cause I'm writing about some West End thespians currently on Broadway -- they aren't lesbians, either. Oh, dear. I'll shut up now).

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  7. Bryan, I really appreciate your having entered Rebecca's contest. And I am in renewed awe at the marvelous possibilities engendered by the internet.

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  8. My pleasure, Debra. Honoured to have won. I've been thinking about those pigeons for some time.

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  9. And I'm glad you knew it was me. I didn't mean to send it anonymously, it just got away from me. This one may too. Let's see if I can get my name in before the thing flies away, pigeon-like.

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