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Word: chattered (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...higher harmony to assert itself. We all know how treacherous are words, and how often we use them to paper over embarrassment, or emptiness, or fear of the larger spaces that silence brings. "Words, words, words" commit us to positions we do not really hold, the imperatives of chatter; words are what we use for lies, false promises and gossip. We babble with strangers; with intimates we can be silent. We "make conversation" when we are at a loss; we unmake it when we are alone, or with those so close to us that we can afford to be alone...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Eloquent Sounds of Silence | 1/25/1993 | See Source »

Hand me the chatter and I'll fill the plates...

Author: By Steve L. Burt, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: The Lyrical Moment | 12/17/1992 | See Source »

...various kinds of quatrains--between those with refrains and those without, for example; there is a debate among several poems as to their speaker's putative uniqueness, and whether other people might notice it; there are love poems, and poems "about" architecture, and parodies of newspapers, fashion pages, idle chatter and funeral orations...

Author: By Steve L. Burt, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: The Lyrical Moment | 12/17/1992 | See Source »

While these simple souls chatter on, I take the time to reflect. Why have I been so badly screwed? Am I being penalized for poor attendance at past football games? Am I being nailed for not knowing the lyrics to "10,000 Men of Harvard...

Author: By Paul D. Tropp, | Title: The Reflections of the Angry Senior | 11/21/1992 | See Source »

Play the Blue Danube, maestro. Would you dance with me, bass-guitar strumming god, or would you share some sherry, theatrical guru and 'art' director? Tonight I shall parade with a columnist (a brief affair, no doubt), while tomorrow I will idly chatter with a great philosopher, and write poetry when I return from the dance hall. And what harm can be done by such a life of dance? None, because one day the hall will have finished with your charms, and will cast you upon the mucky sidewalk of reality, where no golden slippers are lingering...

Author: By Tony Gubba, | Title: For the Moment | 11/5/1992 | See Source »

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