Posted in imported-from-old-blog, on certain arts, writings and performances, personal on July 18, 2005 | 1 Comment »
On a stream of consciousness from my last post…one of Robert Frost’s best poems
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Posted in imported-from-old-blog, on certain arts, writings and performances, personal, tagged growing up, harry potter, on certain arts, writings and performances, reviews, rowling on July 18, 2005 | 2 Comments »
Has the world ever seen a phenomenon like Harry Potter? There are a million theories -spanning the whole gamut from writing skills to ingenious marketing- about what makes the series so mindbogglingly popular. Personally, I stand for the simplistic view that they are just outstanding books. Massive popularity quite often signals mediocrity- not in the [...]
