Mr. Death Meets His Blue Eyed Boy

“How do you like your blue eyed boy, Mr. Death?”

So read the tattoo that the rowdy Georgia-born novelist Harry Crews had inked beneath a skull on his right arm – the phrase comes from an E.E. Cummings poem — and that he liked to be photographed displaying.

Mr. Crews died Wednesday at 76. I suspect Mr. Death is already finding him to be a handful.