Word: birde
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...political intimates, will tend to his fence-mending and make a few speeches, but he will not formally announce his availability until around the first of next year. Waiting until then would not be diffidence in the pre-convention 1952 manner. It is simply sensible timing: the early political bird often loses the worm...
WASHINGTON'S Pan American Union quietly put on view last week an exhibition calculated to raise the roof. The work of a passionate, plump and indefatigable Ecuadorian Indian named Oswaldo Guayasamin (pronounced guy-yah-sah-meait, and meaning, in Inca. "white bird flying"), it was as powerful as any painting to come out of South America in modern times. Guayasamin, 35, once studied with Mexico's late master of mordantly bitter painting, José Clemente Orozco. He has a similar social consciousness, amounting to aching rage at man's inhumanities, and a similar range of techniques, from...
...treated well, as Communist treatment of prisoners goes. They had been in solitary confinement from six months (Lieut. Cameron) to 26 months (Colonel Heller), but they were not otherwise physically abused. The food was a Chinese rice diet (with side dishes, said Colonel Heller, that "ranged from seaweed to bird's-nest"), but they did not go hungry. When they were moved from Mukden to Peking, in April, apparently in preparation for their release, there was a great improvement in the way they were treated...
Strictly for the Bird. In Long Beach, Calif., Betty-Jo Michael got visitation rights at a predivorce hearing after her husband successfully bid for the custody of their pet parakeet, Pretty Boy, commented: "I figure that if I can keep the bird she'll come back...
Even knocking out a clowning letter to New York Poet Oscar Williams, Thomas could not help writing vivid prose. On a plane trip back from New York: "It was stormy and dangerous, and only my iron will kept the big bird up; lightning looked wonderful through the little eyeholes in its underbelly; the bar was open all the way from Newfoundland; and the woman next to me was stone-deaf so I spoke to her all the way, more wildly and more wildly as the plane lurched on through dark and lion-thunder and the firewater yelled through my blood...