Now that's a great name for a restaurant. I wonder if it's a chain?
Making Creative Writing Accessible for Young Poets: A Conversation With Ivi
Hua on Co-Founding the Young Poets Workshops
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In this interview, Young Poets Workshops co-founder Ivi Hua discusses the
role of kinship in creative spaces, breaking barriers, and more.
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I agree!
Hope your reading was excellent.
I'll have the Crushed Beetle with Trace of Shoe Leather, please!
(Well, I suppose it was just that sort of cruel humour which made such an introvert of poor Gregor. Can I change my order, please?)
I was thinking more of Ovid than Kafka . . .
But I am thinking Kafka might work fine.
I remember once going to a restaurant and having cockroaches pour out with the syrup onto my kids' waffles.
(Just a little protein, my mother would have said.)
That would make a swell first scene in the screenplay of a horror film, Lost Weekend at Ovid's.
Looked at another way, it's kind of nice to think of those bottled-up cockroaches getting their freedom.
A little like the plot of my favourite movie of last year, The Rise of the Planet of the Apes. Or the Planet of the Bauhaus?
Because that great angular drawing really wows me, Nin. Ovid seems to have had a Mondrian-influenced design sense.
The special of the day would be, I guess, the Tiresias Platter?
(Sorry, I know you said you were putting poetry menu items to rest for a while...) :)
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