Word: cocke
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Today's playgoers are not so likely to be put off by Cock-A-Doodle Dan dy's zany unconcern with sequiturs, probabilities or dramatic...
Playwright Sean O'Casey was an ag ing angry young man in the '20s when he wrote Juno and the Paycock and The Plough and the Stars. He was an angry old man of 69 when he wrote Coclc-A-Doodle Cock-A-Doodle the play he called his favorite. Audiences and producers have not generally agreed with his assessment; the play has rarely been staged during the 20 years since it was written, and its runs have been short...
...first character onstage is a bird -The Cock, magnificently plumed and wattled by Costume Designer Nancy Potts, and played by Barry Bostwick with impudent elegance. The Cock, said O'Casey, represents "the joyful, active spirit of life as it weaves a way through the Irish scene," and it spreads terror among the crabbed codgers and priest-ridden puritans of the countryside. They quail from its presence and blast at it with guns. Still, The Cock bewitches a high silk hat and a bottle of John Jameson, and rips to shreds the vestments of a priest who tries to exorcise...
...night by a kerosene lamp and turn out 2,000 to 3,000 words of fiction that he had no confidence would ever see the light of print. He tore up much of it ("I hadn't yet decided what I meant") and worked and reworked one novel, Cock Jarvis, which he never did complete. Eventually, he caught on with some stories for the Saturday Evening Post and made a little money. Eventually, too, he got back to England, settling in Oxford...
...them looking pretty moth-eaten. It was his wife we objected to. Her name was Leda, but he called her Tip. She was very small and her hair, eyes, and skin though naturally of different shades, were all muddy. She seldom sat--she perched on things--and liked to cock her head a little to one side. Nora had a theory that once when Edge opened an antique grave, Tip ran out of it, and Margot Innes always spoke of her as the gnome, pronouncing all the letters. She once told me that she did not think that any literature...