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Levine's short muscular lines capture not just the sense of loss but also the wonder that loss antedates. Oddly, the memory dodges bathos and becomes elegiac. A grown man retraces the field where he once hacked away at milkweed plants, and sees "a froth of seeds" from the plants' descendants drifting by. Another sojourner in the past thinks of Detroit (where Levine, 51, was born), and then of snow; he translates it into the tears of souls lost and gone to heaven: and given their choice chose then to return to earth, to lay their great pale...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Four Poets and Their Songs | 6/25/1979 | See Source »

...Elkin's Heaven? A celestial froth of every storybook cliché. It is a theme park of pearly gates, angels with harps, ambrosia, manna, a Heavenly choir that sings, "Oh dem golden slippers" and a St. Peter who answers a would-be club member's wonderment with a snobby "We like it." Peter is not entirely accurate. There are lonely child musicians whom God has untimely plucked because he likes a tune now and then. And there are tensions in the best of families...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Life After Afterlife | 6/4/1979 | See Source »

...showpiece aria in the book--like a disco cruiser hoping to score; William Walton at one point debases Eisenstein to use Steve Martin's "wild and crazy guy" line; and Mary Ann Martini gives Prince Orlofsky a German-accented sadism that's hard to take along with Strauss's froth...

Author: By Scott A. Rosenberg, | Title: Taking Vienna Out of Strauss | 3/15/1979 | See Source »

...provocative to be entirely laughed away. Wagner deals with this dilemma by switching her tone from scene to scene, almost always without warning. Embarrassingly enough, the sentimental moments are far funnier than Wagner's wisecracks about Southern California mores. The suds are soon indistinguishable from the froth, 'and Moment by Moment be comes a tidal wave of inanity...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Winter Camp | 12/25/1978 | See Source »

...flash, the fish reversed directions. To our amazement, he was coming straight at our stern. Now he was faintly visible in our lights-400 lbs. of fury, rapier bill pointed dead at us, slapping the water to a froth. Peacock and I crouched at the gunwale with gaffs, ready to do battle...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Stalking the Broadbill | 8/21/1978 | See Source »

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