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Junior Renee Paradise and sophomore Anne Osmun finished one-two in both the one- and three-meter diving contests, with Paradise placing first in each...
...anything from a log to a boat, and swear it is evidence of the outsize serpent. And then there's that postcard: ubiquitous and eye-catching, of a band of U.S. service members purportedly stationed in the area in the early 1970s, staggering under the weight of an eight-meter-long, silvery, eellike fish. Locals swear it's genuine, and say all of the men in the photo met with messy ends. One oft told story holds that the fish itself disappeared on its way to America for scientific study...
...lines rather than draw them in. Over this he adds layers of slate-gray watercolor for tone and depth. Then, amidst this near-monochrome world, at sparingly particular moments, he adds a zap of color: a bird, a butterfly, or blood. It's a transcendent effect. The meter of the poem comes from the layout. Most pages are diptychs, with both sides of the book working as individual panels that form a larger image. Never one to dull the eye, Drooker occasionally breaks these up into smaller panels, most noticeably as the woman gets lost in the confinement...
...attempting to bring the mack to the comely Louisa K. Mackintosh ’04, ran around the bases in Cambridge Common, thereby working his awkward, girl-ignorant game in a surprisingly literal fashion. She took the opportunity to run a race of her own: the 40-meter dash into Radcliffe Yard, where she lost Daniels by crouching behind a bush. Commented Daniels, “I just don’t get that girl. I ran around the bases, for chrissakes.” Final thought: Daniels may have reached home base, but he sure struck...
This isn’t a musical exactly—it’s maybe best described as a play with songs. While writing this play and the last one, some material leapt out in meter, or with a melody, or with a bass-and-percussion rhythm attached. Music and song evoke responses in us that straight text doesn’t, and vice-versa. I keep finding myself wanting to juxtapose text and song, but not in a new-music-opera way. I’m too much of a text-bound creature for that...