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...moon, many space enthusiasts assume that they will find suitable landing gronds on the moon's vast, level plains. This assumptions is based on the view that the lunar plains, which are made of some darker material than the rest of the moon's surface, are actually lava beds poured out from once-active volcanoes whose craters now it the moon's surface. Recent observations, however, suggest that the moon has been a cold planet for so long that volcanic activity is not a satisfactory explanation of its topography. Instead, the belief is growing that its craters...
...thermal or electrical disturbances. If such is the case, says gold, the dust could "flow over the surface like a liquid, running down the sides of cold craters to fill in the bottoms." Gold therefore believes that the moon's vast plains are not exposed layers of lava but oceans of fine-powdered dust that may be anything from 100 ft. to two miles in depth...
...most successful is The Crater (see cut), dominated by lava-black swirls in which prehistoric reptiles, ghostly riders and a whole flotsam of humanity are discovered like fossil imprints in a violently sheared rock...
...Language of Communism, Author Harry Hodgkinson, sometime intelligence officer in the British Royal Navy, sets out a few trail-markers through the petrifying forest of bolshevized Marxist linguistics. Hodgkinson modestly calls his book a glossary; to compile it, he has evidently tramped the great lava beds of Soviet journalism, literature, ukases, encyclopedias, decrees and polemics, and toiled in the lead mines of the Marx-Engels-Lenin-Stalin classics. The result is not a formal study, but a beginner's handbook of what might be called progressive pidgin, published in England under the honest title of Doubletalk...
...city dawn, honey bees in our eaves, happiness a wing ding . . . is. Excerpts: "he kissed me through a glass closed window /I ... tried to remember as the glass shattered / that this was freedom instead of death"; "the heart is a circle / shaped like a cross . . . / a mold of lava / a tender thing / a shriek in the pillow / a butterfly's wing"; "... a wine of palest color . . . / It tasted bitter as an herb used perhaps for poison / And yet I drank / believing that when I reached the bottom / it might be sweet...