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...action let the goddess guide...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A Muse from Africa | 7/4/1976 | See Source »

...take a personal part in opening the rice-planting season. Come fall, the monarch will return to the same paddy in the imperial palace compound and harvest a crop of about 300 lbs., part of it destined for the Ise Grand Shrines as an offering to the sun goddess Amaterasu...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People, Jun. 14, 1976 | 6/14/1976 | See Source »

...Pacino's haunted, hysterical male wife in Dog Day Afternoon) composes modern music. He comes to Chris's apartment with a cassette of his screeching electronic creations under his arm, moog pieces which he plays for her with the tentative devotion of a supplicant offering a sacrifice to a goddess. She's bored, her attention wanders, she takes a phone call. Tantalized by her public image and enraged by her indifference, Stuart rapes her. His ego is composed of his music and his genitals--just as he is about to sodomize her he switches on the cassette to full volume...

Author: By Kathy Holub, | Title: Moist Lips and Saucer Eyes | 4/22/1976 | See Source »

...pantheon of Hindu gods, Saraswati is the goddess of pen, ink and books. She must have given the young Godden sisters a double blessing. Half a century later, the ex-colonials are still writing with fecundity and style-often about their childhood in India. Jon, 70, has just produced her tenth novel; Rumer, 69, her 15th. Rumer has also written poetry, stories and children's books. In addition, the Goddens have collaborated on two volumes: Shiva's Pigeons (1972) and the highly acclaimed Two Under the Indian Sun (1966), a memoir of the years spent among the textures...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Saraswati's Blessings | 4/19/1976 | See Source »

...woman coos in a muted voice, as if she were speaking through bed sheets. A man wails deep; his anguish, supposedly lashed to a sexual moment, is only the synthetic spawn of the recording studio--artificial, abstract. A chorus of women chant undecipherable orisons to some street-wise goddess of love. Their voices are synchronized to a single, thin line; you can't tell if there are three, ten, or thirty women singing...

Author: By R.e. Liebmann, | Title: The Half-hearted Hustle | 3/22/1976 | See Source »

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