The Transnational - A Literary Magazine (Vol. 1)
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RICHARD O’CONNELL |<br />
fractals<br />
Huidobro<br />
In Chile there are only two directions:<br />
North and South. One bird: the condor.<br />
Huidobro invented the Andes.<br />
Savannah<br />
<strong>The</strong> name is a song. Home of Johnny<br />
Mercer and Flannery O'Connor.<br />
Antebellum still. In Savannah there is no<br />
such thing as a "rush hour."<br />
Rattler<br />
<strong>The</strong>re is a type of man who must rattle<br />
and read <strong>The</strong> Financial Times on the<br />
beach. That man is my enemy.<br />
Mr. Dodgson (Lewis Carroll)<br />
<strong>The</strong> fact that he liked to photograph little<br />
girls in the buff did not banish him from<br />
the best households in England. That<br />
happy isle. Where eccentricity is still<br />
expected and respected.<br />
Martial<br />
No poet is so identified with his genre. To<br />
this day Martial and epigram are<br />
synonymous . In a sense they invented<br />
each other. Too one-dimensional<br />
Perhaps.But what a welter of life laid bare<br />
by that scalpel.<br />
Obit: Patrice Cobb-Cooper<br />
<strong>The</strong> dowager empress of the Irish Society<br />
of Boca Raton dominated all with her<br />
loud, insolent, rasping voice. Always<br />
larger than life and in control. When one<br />
of her wealthy husbands died in Ireland<br />
laughing and his grown up "children"<br />
objected to burying him in Europe, she<br />
34<br />
shipped him home to them in Chicago<br />
C.O.D. Her quiet, self-effacing demise left<br />
stuffy Boca greatly diminished.<br />
Lizbeth Scott<br />
I was too young to appreciate the movie<br />
star's smoky, sultry style. When asked to<br />
obtain her<br />
signature for a Chesterfield advertising<br />
poster over at the Plaza by my ad agency,<br />
I declined because it was getting late and I<br />
was in a hurry to get home. To the Bronx!<br />
Edward G. Robinson<br />
Dynamic and explosive in whatever role<br />
he undertook. I'd give anything to know<br />
what he whispered into Lauren Bacall's<br />
ear in Key Largo. From her shocked,<br />
outraged reaction I'm sure of one thing: it<br />
was not in the script.<br />
Bogart<br />
His edgy, high-voltage performance in<br />
<strong>The</strong> Maltese Falcon has probably never<br />
been equaled. A peculiar electrical<br />
intensity conveyed through his glistening<br />
eyes.<br />
Jack Palance<br />
<strong>The</strong> snakelike, sexually suggestive way he<br />
slides off a horse in Shane is one of the<br />
unforgettable moments in film, wryly<br />
counterpointed by Ladd's "He ain't no<br />
cowpoke."<br />
Hitchcock<br />
Knew a lot about the hidden, excremental<br />
character of murder. Watch, for example,<br />
the raising of the mud-caked submerged<br />
death car at the end of Psycho.<br />
Benny Hill<br />
Despite an obvious debt to Red Skelton,<br />
one of our most original comics. <strong>The</strong>
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