Word: clytemnestras
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Alcestis was one more contribution to the Graham cycle of Greek drama that already includes Night Journey (Jocasta), Cave of the Heart (Medea) and Clytemnestra. Around the central props-a massive, grey stone wheel and tower-the 27-minute work unfolded in episodes of tortured simplicity. Alcestis. danced by Martha Graham, writhes on a ramp with King Admetus in a series of languorous embraces; Thanatos (Death) struggles with Alcestis in a sinuously elegant dance; the hand of Hercules, bearing a single white lily, is suddenly thrust from the center of the wheel, symbolizing the rebirth of life...
...Prodigal. As Playwright Duncan is drawn to fantasy, Manhattan-born, 24-year-old Jack Richardson (Columbia '57) is drawn to myth: with the courage of youth, he has walked straight into the house of Atreus to kidnap King Agamemnon, Clytemnestra, Orestes, Electra. But what might have been merely a leached-out academic exercise is a fresh, deeply written play that uses classical means for a 20th century statement...
...England Gothic face. After three years, partly spent touring abroad. Dancer Martha Graham had returned with her ballet company to perform in Manhattan, bringing with her a satchelful of Graham favorites and two new works: a sophisticated sexual romp called Embattled Garden and an evening-length ballet titled Clytemnestra, the most ambitious effort in years by the priestess of modern dance...
Garden, with lush, languid music by Carlos Surinach, was a kind of lovelorn-columnist's tour of Eden, with Adam, Eve, Adams's legendary wife Lilith and a hor mone-happy stranger as the disturbed protagonists. In style it was light but pricked with wryly ironic wit. Clytemnestra, with a grindingly dissonant score by Egyptian Composer Halim El-Dabh, was a more impressive work and far more complex. Both its power and its tortuous complexities derived from Choreographer Graham's technique of unfolding the story as a memory of past events sounding shrilly in the echo chamber...
...opinion drove Byron out of England, never to return. In Italy, he settled down as the lover of a draper's wife, Marianna Segati, wrote much verse (including most of his masterpiece, Don Juan) and many disgusted letters back to England about "the destruction with which my moral Clytemnestra hewed me down." But women he could not escape. They choked his mornings with billets-doux and crawled in his windows at night. He sighed and took what came...