Bluejake

The West Village seems like it would be a nice place to paint, or write poetry, or drink yourself to death- I think Dylan Thomas did all three back in the 1950s. Back about a million years ago, my friend Sarah would sometimes take me out for drinks at the Lion's Head- this famous literary bar over on Christopher Street. All these grizzled journalists and failed writers used to hang out in the back room- like some window into the past. Of course, the Lion's Head is now closed- Kettle of Fish opened in the same space- and I have no idea where writers, poets, and painters hang out now- maybe Williamsburg or Long Island City? [Related: on the White Horse Tavern, where Dylan Thomas did himself in, famous GV poet Edna St. Vincent Millay, Ed Yourdon's stunning 1969 GV photos, on another favorite GV poet Greg Corso, GV book review, NY Times GV walking tour, UMD GV course site, another GV walking tour]

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