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Word: misting (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...levels of society. They hustled China's peasant millions into people's communes, complete with mess halls, barracks, and the loss of identity common to military life. Routed from bed at dawn, the peasants lined up for roll call and marched off under red banners to the mist-hung fields. At the sound of the kanpu's whistle, they raced to their tasks of plowing, weeding or reaping. At the blare of a bugle, they dropped their tools and seized rifles (unloaded) for close-order drill. At the sound of whistles again, they fell...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Red China: The Loss of Man | 12/1/1961 | See Source »

There are lips in pistol And mist in times, Cats in crystal, And mice in chimes...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: JAMES THURBER | 11/10/1961 | See Source »

Shreds of morning mist drifted across Moscow as the first groups of delegates arrived in Red Square for the opening of the 22nd Communist Party. Congress. On one side, sunlight touched the golden onion-domes of the Kremlin's 15th and 16th century churches. On the other, it flashed from the glass-walled, modernistic Palace of the Congresses, where fluttered the red flags of the 15 "republics" of the Soviet Union...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Communists: One-Third of the Earth | 10/27/1961 | See Source »

...with word of Chancellor Konrad Adenauer's setback in West Germany. Then came the news of Dag Hammarskjold's death. The next day, Secretary of State Dean Rusk and Soviet Foreign Minister Andrei Gromyko began their cautious, first-round sparring about Berlin. Across the U.S., like malevolent mist, drifted the fallout from the Russian nuclear test shots, which by week's end had reached...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Presidency: Cares & Crises | 9/29/1961 | See Source »

...long. When at her best, Vieira da Silva can tease the eye unmercifully: it no sooner comes to rest than it is swept along another line, is caught up in another crisscross, drops into another patchwork, crashes into some delicate grating, is sucked up again into a screen of mist. The lines do not define space; they create it. And in a good Vieira da Silva painting, the space can be infinite...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: Painter of Space | 9/22/1961 | See Source »

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