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This is a list of handprint ceremonies for the TCL Chinese Theatre in Hollywood Los Angeles, California (originally "Grauman's Chinese Theatre"). Footprints and signatures are also included, and in some cases imprints of other objects: Sonja Henie imprinted her ice skates. [1]
Useni Eugene Perkins is the author of "Hey Black Child", a poem that has been well-known in Black American households since the mid 1970s. The poem was originally a song that was performed during The Black Fairy, a play written by Perkins in 1974. Following the play's success, Perkins' brother Toussaint Perkins published a poster with the ...
Myra is a 1995 large painting created by Marcus Harvey which is a reproduction of the mugshot of Myra Hindley shortly after she was arrested for her participation in the Moors murders.
"In my craft or sullen art" is a poem by Welsh poet Dylan Thomas, first published in Deaths and Entrances (1946). The poem describes a poet who must write for the sake of his craft rather than for any material gains. The speaker is not Thomas himself; Thomas never wrote at night and performed on TV and tours as his "trade". [1]
(Wall poem in The Hague) "This Is Just to Say" (1934) is an imagist poem [1] by William Carlos Williams. The three-versed, 28-word poem is an apology about eating the reader's plums. The poem was written as if it were a note left on a kitchen table. It has been widely pastiched. [2] [3]
Black Friday and Cyber Monday are the best times to shop for holiday gifts. Nearly every product goes on sale, whether you're shopping for mom (get her a Kate Spade tote) or your grandchild (get ...
"My job is to listen, and from there, go do my job." The Bears needed to make a change. The offense wasn't performing well enough, and No. 1 overall draft pick Williams was falling into bad habits.
You laughed at my dance, you laughed at my inside. You laughed and laughed and laughed. But your laughter was ice-block laughter and it froze your inside froze your voice froze your ears froze your eyes and froze your tongue. And now it’s my turn to laugh; but my laughter is not ice-block laughter. For I know not cars, know not ice-blocks.