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...freedom in her dedication to her music. The images aren't surprising--she's a "rooted tree" and her lover dances in the sky with wings that "shine like rainbows in the air"--but the piece seems to rely on its simplicity. Where Mitchell clutters her pieces with long breathless lines that are more prose than verse. Waldman sticks closely to rhyme scheme and metrics. Here the simplicity help to focus on the piano and its sound gives you a paradoxical sense of the freedom of love while Waldman cries...
Jeanie Guyton lowers her round blue eyes, flashes her shy smile, and, in a soft, breathless Southern drawl, confesses. "I guess I'm not really a women's libber at all. Except as far as sports are concerned...
...along with a long critical essay. The position Wolfe takes in The New Journalism is a clear extension of his earlier work. Wolfe in the sixties was frenetically active, innovative and controversial. Using intense research and attention to detail, a structure similar to that of short stories, and a breathless writing style he wrote about what he liked to call "the status revolution," the confusion...
...COMIC STREAK spikes the play, and often parodies the deathly drama Heurtebise, being an angel, is fairly immune to tragedy, so he can draw laughter without seeming indiscreet. When Orpheus returns from hell, the angel hustles to his side in breathless anticipation, exclaiming that he's "dying to hear about your trip!" Some of Heurtebise's lines could easily fall flat when the humor wanes transparent, but A.S. Birsh never leaves you in doubt as to his character's utter naivete, and the risky bits slip by quite smoothly...
...around my path. But in my free-fall, I have no control. I may eventually hit the sidewalk. I may spin here in mid air forever, continually fascinated by my four limbs, unattached to any points around me. I may suddenly swoop back up and find myself breathless on the top of the building. Not knowing my fate, I ponder my origin: Did I jump or did I fall? Am I in control...