Word: breaths
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Life in a Play. The play that best proves it is The Glass Menagerie. In it Williams held a mirror up to memory and caught upon it the breath of three lives: his mother's, his sister's and his own. In a lower-middle-class apartment in a Mid western city, Amanda Wingfield ("an exact portrait of my mother," says Williams) tries to cope with a peevish present by chattering of a fancied past. The son Tom (Williams) suffocates in a shoe factory and goes to movies to daydream of escape. The daughter Laura (Williams' sister...
...declare their dedication to a more accidental poetry, "straggly, diffuse, full of not obviously related particulars, beginning anyhow and seeming to end when the poet becomes naturally tired." Typically, The Group writes about a giggling secretary with "beard-rash that twinkles on my thighs," about an executive with breath "rank and vicious, like menstrual blood," about teeth full of "blotched green mould." Poet Macbeth's imaginary report from a secret-police official achieves the nasty tone The Group is striving...
...last week's performance, the audience was sparing with its applause, although Nureev, impressed with his quiet authority, and Fonteyn danced radiantly, even if her hand positions seemed awkward at times. It was in the second act that Nureev-Fonteyn captured their audience. Nureev put on a breath-catching display of classic male dancing, lifted Fonteyn effortlessly aloft, spurred her on to a performance full of fluency and lyric ardor. At the ballet's climax, when Fonteyn cradled Nureev's head in her arms as he lay on the point of death, there was a quick intake...
Congdon still likes the technical beauty of his secular works, but feels there is "a whole new space, life and breath of spirit in my paintings now." As a Christian and an artist, he is aware of the danger that he might confuse the "religious subjects" to which he is drawn for the direct experience and personal vision that can be the only legitimate subject for a work of art. But as an abstract painter, he is appalled at the emptiness and formality of most modern art. "It is the purest materialism," he argues. "My painting seems more important than...
...imagery so precise that he can spin into the air everything from the smell of an old-fashioned icebox to the guilty excitement of an adolescent boy looking through a stack of Breezy Story Magazines down in a corner of the cellar. When he begins to run out of breath, jazz comes on softly behind his voice, and he continues, accelerating maniacally, until the jazz drowns his voice altogether. The jazz ends abruptly. Shepherd begins again. He is the inspired kinghead of a minor and secret sect...