Word: corks
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...Bobby Sands died--more than 100 at one point, walking in a circle that stretched well down the street. That night there had been some hope; people talked about longshoremen refusing to unload British ships, and remembered how 200,000 Bostonians had marched when Terence McSwiney. Lord Mayor of Cork, starved in the 1920's. It's only a matter of time, they were saying. But they knew better, or should have...
...inaugurated the Cambridge-to-Washington shuttle, becoming one of the first of a long line of academics to serve as White House sages. While he personally stroked F.D.R.'s liberalism, he dispatched his best and brightest students, his "happy hot dogs," like Tommy ("the Cork") Corcoran, Dean Acheson and Alger Hiss, to mold the New Deal bureaucracy...
...downhill like a great sliding door, uncovering rock saturated with compressed gases. Exposed to the air, the gases exploded. Geologists are encouraged by the fact that the lava dome that has been forming in Mount St. Helens' crater now appears to be stable, capable of serving as a cork for the mountain's bottled-up gases and the lava that is still rising. But no one will say that Mount St. Helens is ready to settle down. The mountain, says one of her geological suitors, is too much like a woman. "Just when you think...
...playing Lou, a small-time crook who seems to feel neatness just might count in the battle to keep his withered dreams intact. You can practically smell the blue rinse in his hair; the pressing of a tie, the caressing of a whisky glass, the sniffing of a wine cork become incantatory gestures. They are supposed to ward off the new tawdriness of the gambling casinos, which is replacing the old salt-water-taffy funk of the boardwalk town. While the wrecking balls swing all around him, Lou complains that even the ocean isn't what it used...
Bowen's Anglo-Irish background, her childhood on a rural estate in County Cork, served her well when she went to London to write in the 1920s. Although sophistication came easily to her, along with Bloomsbury friends, she did not forget that cultivated society was a veneer over a more fundamental life, governed by forces of nature and timed to the rhythm of the seasons. This double vision gives a peculiar intensity to many of her stories; beneath their bright, sometimes ephemeral surfaces, implacable forces can be felt moving, well beyond human control. Sometimes they break...