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...most valued new properties in show business says modestly: "I'm not good-looking, or experienced, or what you'd call a 'build.' Why has it all happened to me?" For some of the reasons, see THEATER, Look Homeward, Angel...
...bethought himself of a miracle-working Yemenite rabbi whom he had heard of in nearby Akir. Barzilai went to see him and was at once impressed. Rabbi Barti held a sheet of blank paper over the kerosene stove, and slowly there appeared a message on it signed by the Angels Gabriel, Michael and Raphael. A talisman to cure Barzilai's wife would be found on the rabbi's roof, said the angel's message; it was to be smeared with chicken blood and hung around his wife's neck...
...poor and the jazz was worse, but nobody seemed to care. Record business was being done by dim little jazz spots such as the Sail'N and the Black Hawk-the Taj Mahal of West Coast jazz, where Dave Brubeck blew himself to fame. And at the Tin Angel, on the waterfront, Trumpeter Dick Mills and his combo were playing with the man who started the poetry-and-jazz trend, Poet Kenneth Rexroth. decked out in red shirt, olive green corduroy suit and black string tie. "Lord! Lord! Lord!" cried Rexroth happily. "Look how it packs them...
Deprived of absolution-there was a queue at the box, and Verlaine had never had to wait for anything before-he decided to be redeemed by the love of a pure angel. For this he selected 16-year-old Mathilde Maute, prim and pretty authoress of a poem beginning, "How powerful is a woman's tear!" Verlaine so worshiped her that he stopped going to brothels, and when their marriage had to be postponed, suffered what he perplexedly called "a disappointment that one might almost describe as carnal...
...fate of the marriage, along with the fate of Verlaine as a poet, was decided by the appearance in Paris of the weirdest wonder boy known to literature. At 17, Arthur Rimbaud was already a poet of genius. He had a face like an angel's and a satanic determination to undergo what he called "a long, immense and deliberate derangement of all the senses . . . seeking every possible experience." Rimbaud's Le Bateau ivre took Verlaine's breath away. In the cafés the "child Shakespeare" insulted every poet he met, interrupted their readings-aloud with...