A new show at the Miami Beach Regional Library celebrates author, New Yorker cartoonist, and long-time Miami Beach resident Syd Hoff (1912-2004), best known for the kids’ books Danny and the Dinosaur (1958) and Sammy the Seal (1959). In what would have been his 100th year, Syd Hoff: Finding Home showcases Hoff’s life and work with photographic reproductions, text panels, and dozens of little known and out-of-print works from the curator’s collection, the Miami Dade Public Library Florida Author collection, and The University of Miami library.
Lebron James snubbed New York when he chose to take his talents to South Beach. Now, on the eve of the Miami Heat’s season opener, the New Yorker has exacted a measure of satisfaction by covering the Miami Herald and WLRN King James poetry contest with brows raised customarily high. The tone of the Ben McGrath piece isn’t overtly condescending, but, considering the New Yorker’s historic role as a gatekeeper of American poetry, I can’t help reading it through Eustace Tilley’s haughty monocle. (“O Lebron, My Lebron” appears in the precious “Dept. of Iambs,” for Naismith’s sake.)
I’m sure New Yorkers, still smarting from the King-sized rebuff, will be snickering in the subways as they read McGrath’s piece. To them, I offer the following six lines (the maximum length of contest entries):
Has a “ring” to it, no?