Word: mooning
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Moon stared coldly down at Long Island last week, Elinor Smith, slim and 17, flew past his pock-marked face. His expression did not change. She whirled her biplane - a Brunner-Winkle Bird - and flew past him again, again, again. She was willing to do that all night, for she was trying for a new woman's solo record. The old record, made by one Bobby Trout on New Year's Day in California, was 12 hr., n min. After several hours, Miss Smith began to sing - every song she could remember. That was not insouciance...
...Caligula's time, 12-41 A.D., the popular rendezvous of Rome's patrician bounders was Lake Nemi (Nemorensis Lacus). There among symbolic oak trees was the Temple of Diana, richest in Latium. Diana was the moon goddess, Caligula's unreachable hope. Every time she was full he would stretch out his arms to her, implore her to his embraces...
...MAGIC ISLAND-W. B. Seabrook- Harcourt, Brace ($3.50). ". . . in the red light of torches which made the moon turn pale, leaping, screaming, writhing black bodies, blood-maddened, sex-maddened, god-maddened, drunken, whirled and danced their dark saturnalia, heads thrown weirdly back as if their necks were broken, white teeth and eyeballs gleaming, while couples seizing one another from time to time fled from the circle, as if pursued by furies, into the forest to share and slake their ecstasy." Author Seabrook understood the totality of this abandon following as it did upon ceremonial Voodoo rites of purification. He himself...
Died. Leonard Cline, 36, able reporter, novelist (God Head; Listen, Moon; The Dark Chamber), contributor to TiME† of heart disease; in Manhattan...
...What shall I do with this absurdity 0 heart, 0 troubled heart-this caricature, Decrepit age that has been tied to me As to a god's tail? But even age cannot undo with argument Yeats' fantastic imagination: Valley, river, and elms, under the light of a moon That seems unlike itself, that seems unchangeable, A glittering sword out of the east. A puff of wind And those white glimmering fragments of the mist sweep by. A lover of fine typography, Yeats himself prints books. His press is part of the Cuala Industries run by the Yeats family...