Word: flowerings
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...pattern embodying the number four or a multiple of it. A precious stone, often equated with the philosopher's stone of the alchemists, can symbolize the Self. The interlaced, banyanlike Tree of Life is often seen to bear a single luminous blossom-perhaps the Orient's Golden Flower, or a Christmas-tree star-which signifies the way of life that is life itself...
...drawing with colored pencils. At six he got his first oils for Christmas, was soon begging his mother to take him to the Louvre and the Museum of Modern Art. There, she remembers, he showed a marked liking for Sisley and Cézanne, and adds: "Thierry also likes flower shops and jewelry stores. If I didn't drag him away, he would stand there for hours gazing at the displays." Thierry thinks painting as simple as his other enthusiasm, soccer. Says he: "I like colors and I like football. I paint the things as I see them. There...
Last week Maine's Republican Senator Margaret Chase Smith and Ohio's Republican Representative Frances Bolton introduced resolutions asking that the rose be made the national flower. Said the resolutions: "The rose has long been the favorite flower of the American people, who prefer it by a margin of 18 to 1 over any other." It added that the rose has become an "international symbol of peace"-the Peace rose gardens in such places as Jacksonville and Abilene apparently having dimmed the memory of the Wars of the Roses. Mused Mrs. Bolton: "Perhaps the President would issue...
According to legend, when Aphrodite emerged from the foaming sea, the earth was so eager to compete with the spectacle that it promptly produced the first rose. The flower has been much in evidence ever since: Mark Antony's death request was that Cleopatra cover his tomb with roses, and William Penn brought 18 roses to America from London.* The American Beauty is the flower of the District of Columbia, Georgia has the white Cherokee rose, Iowa the wild rose, and New York an unspecified variety of rose. But the indigenous goldenrod, despite its exaggerated reputation for producing...
...might once have grown into a whole Gothic novel, but no Goth is Author Bowen: her plot twists are in the mind, her castles are moated by irony rather than romance. It is the kind of story where mood is action: each fall of spirits is barometered, each falling flower microscoped. Hovering on the story's edges is a terrifyingly bright child who wants to make a man out of her weakling father and closes in, occasionally, to prick the balloon-souls of her elders. In the end, after the hot letters have rekindled an ashen marriage and warmed...