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...achieving of anything, accept perhaps further disorder. John Ciardi contributes some fairly effective images in the first verses of his "Midnight on a Side Street." The only possible excuse for the best of the poem is that Ciardi desired to finish it. A double entry by Frank O'Hara verges on the musing, but quite definitely falls short. George Montgomery passe understanding. A poem called "(poem)" concerns a letter from a girl for the first six lines. It winds up: "In the morning, the snow fell in circles, and meteors knocked at the door...
Henry Fletcher's "Mountain of Zermatt" is a simple narrative. The writing throughout is capable and in several places reaches excellence. "Late Adventure," by Frank O'Hara, suffers considerably by comparison with the other two stories. The subject matter is not well suited to the length in which it is handled. The characters are not too adroitly sketched, and an interesting idea fails to receive adequate development...
...Sure," Hemingway said in his letter of acceptance. Hemingway's latest novel, "Across the River and Into the Trees" has attracted much literary comment recently. John O'Hara, writing in the "New York Times Magazine," commented that Hemingway's book had "real class...
Ernest Hemingway's first novel in ten years, Across the River and into the Trees, got a panning from most critics, but Hemingway's friend, disciple and sometime drinking companion, Novelist John (A Rage to Live) O'Hara brushed all the detractors aside. Taking over the first page of the New York Times Book Review, O'Hara intoned of his literary hero: "The most important author living today, the outstanding author since the death of Shakespeare . . . the most important, the outstanding author out of the millions of writers who have lived since 1616." Concluded...
Novelist John O'Hara, also a special for Hearst, found the going tougher. For one day, he was reduced to telling how a reporter had lost a squabble over a seat in the crowded court; he neglected to mention that the reporter was O'Hara. Hearst-ling Inez Robb, doing her usual breezy job, apologized to her readers for one omission: she had felt she must leave the courtroom when the autopsy testimony got too grisly. Reporter Robb was also the source of some innocent merriment in Manchester; townspeople tittered at the big-city blue tint...