Word: dawn
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...egocentric sort, has had his home bombed, his church bombed. Arrests in the case to date: nil. So Shuttlesworth has taken his protection into his own hands, now musters a guard of a dozen or so Negro volunteers at his church and home every night on shifts dusk to dawn...
...Promise . . ." One morning last week, in a northern sierra of this awakened land, twelve Tarahumare Indians, famed for their fleet feet, rose at dawn and began running south. Six days later (with an assist from a truck) they chuffed into the capital to honor the grand inauguration of Mexico's new President, Adolfo López Mateos, 48. It was a ceremony worthy of the effort. The setting was Mexico City's famed Palacio de Bellas Artes, an Italianate pile of marble as remote from today's Mexico as an igloo, despite murals by the famed...
...pale dawn on Quemoy Island one day last week, the Red artillery barrage from the mainland just five miles away abruptly ended. On deserted Restoration Road in Quemoy City, the uneasy silence was pierced only by the cough of a diesel engine in the offices of the Cheng Ch'i Chung Hua Jih Pao (Righteous China Daily News), the island's only newspaper. All night long the engine had wheezed, supplying erratic power for the lights by which Chinese compositors handset four tabloid-size pages of type. The little engine rested briefly while a workman slipped the power...
...Epithalamion, 4 A.M.," Sandy's poem, sings softly but firmly of the love of a bride and bridegroom, of dawn, joy, time, life, and the fear of death or the end of a moment. That's a large demand to make of any poem, but Sandy succeeds. A few metaphoric rough spots briefly mar the first three stanzas, but the last four rise evenly to a climax of considerable force, thanks to careful variations of rhythm combined with a consistent metaphor...
...sculptures, Modigliani stole subway ties and building blocks. Once some workers came upon him carving one of their blocks in the dawn light, and summarily built it into the foundations while he wept and stormed. For his portraits he would charge ten francs a sitting, "and a little alcohol." His nudes were of girls that were close to him, done with restrained appreciation. "For anyone who knew only the nudes and portraits of Modigliani's last years," his daughter writes, the artist's life "would seem . . . the quiet manifestation of a mild optimism." He found peace...