Today's double prompt is (1) Write a poem in the style of "film noir", and (2) write a poem about a hunter or the hunted. My poem's connection with the latter is rather tentative, but I guess one could consider a private eye as a "hunter" of sorts. I used the name of one of my favorite poets because it sounded like a good name for a gumshoe. I also had a little fun picturing him in that role. (I think he'd look pretty good in a fedora.) Hope you enjoy all the poetry references and at least one bad pun.