A day after I had finished my little Ode On Death poem, I woke up to find that Norman Mailer had died.
Mailer as a personality, much like Gore Vidal, was as interesting as his writing.
As with Mr. Vidal, I liked Mailer's essays more than his short stories or novels.
Mailer spoke with quick, short sentences that captivated.
He was always enthusiastic.
One could tell that he was enamored with ideas and words.
Neither he nor Vidal will be added to the pantheon of Nobel prize winners.
But both have stamped time with the ink of their creativity.