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Word: mooning (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...embarrassing passages to be found here, along with some scattered bursts of the magic that Hemingway could consistently command earlier in his career: "White flowers had blossomed in the night so that with the first daylight before the sun had risen all the meadows looked as though a full moon was shining on new snow through a mist...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Where's Papa? | 7/5/1999 | See Source »

...high priestess lifts her arms to the crescent moon, her bright silver pentagrams shimmering in the light of a burning cauldron. About her stand hooded figures, some with long forked staffs bearing stag horns and hawk feathers, animal skins and other talismans. "Circle of power," she chants, "I conjure thee to ban such things as named by me...Attract such things as named by me...Be cleansed of all impurity...So mote it be." Surrounded by swarms of mosquitoes, the others chant back in litany, "So mote...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: I Saluted a Witch | 7/5/1999 | See Source »

...ceremony is a "moon ritual," and the 20 people who gathered two weeks ago in this meadow in the middle of Texas believe it will change the world, if ever so slightly. That is because they are witches, and what they are doing in this incantatory rite is casting spells, in this case for "tolerance and understanding." And while card-carrying witches might seem remarkable enough, these are more exotic still. They are Army witches: colonels and sergeants and captains and privates. They belong to a group of 50 or so kindred spirits who assemble regularly at Fort Hood...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: I Saluted a Witch | 7/5/1999 | See Source »

...enthusiastically recounting a night out. In Bethesda. At home. And here I am, eating in an unfamiliar kitchen. Every night, I go to sleep staring at the unfamiliar ceiling of my own bedroom. It's funny how you can get used to a ceiling. Behind the house, when the moon is full, sometimes I hear a chorus of unfamiliar dogs...

Author: By Vasugi V. Ganeshananthan, | Title: Pennsylvania Homesick Blues | 6/25/1999 | See Source »

...enthusiastically recounting a night out. In Bethesda. At home. And here I am, eating in an unfamiliar kitchen. Every night, I go to sleep staring at the unfamiliar ceiling of my own bedroom. It's funny how you can get used to a ceiling. Behind the house, when the moon is full, sometimes I hear a chorus of unfamiliar dogs...

Author: By Vasugi V. Ganeshananthan, | Title: POSTCARD FROM HARRISBURG, PENN. | 6/25/1999 | See Source »

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