Imagine a world class violinist, a genius who cobbled together his first musical instrument at the age of 4, posing as a street musician in a subway stop during rush hour. Would anyone recognize him? Would anyone recognize the music? Would anyone care? Beauty comes in many forms but in all its guises it is supposedly arresting, something so profound that it captures not just our attention but a piece of something more. But does beauty still captivate?
Read the 2008 Pulitzer prize winner for feature writing and find out how the experiment fared. A fascinating yet highly readable piece.
Pearls Before Breatkfast - 2008 Pulitzer Prize Winner for Feature Writing After reading it I had to admit that I would probably be one of the many slogging past, trying not to notice yet another poor guy making a racket. But please God don’t let me end up like the lawyer in the piece. And I guess the children are our future, until the poetry is squeezed out of them.