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...while these pieces are funny, they are not necessarily poetry; remove the line breaks and you have simply an anecdote. In other words, if T.S. Eliot's poetry was stylistically artificial and thematically impersonal, and Robert Lowell's was artificial but personal, Donald Hall's is personal and plain...

Author: By Adam Kirsch, | Title: Poets, Poems, Poetry Readings | 9/26/1996 | See Source »

Regardless of any labeling one could do, each work, whether plain or vaguely complex, possesses a quiet stubbornness. This perception, when paired with Rabinowitch's play on the act of placing pieces in a certain context, makes the exhibition worth a quick look. But since Rabinowitch seems satisfied to work mainly with the object in relation to its environment and with solid, hot, rolled steel, the human element (barring the observer) sometimes feels lacking. A gay romp round to the nearby portraitures, however, should surely suffice...

Author: By Nicolas R. Rapold, | Title: Rabinowitch Steams Up the Fogg | 9/26/1996 | See Source »

Edward Sepanek, 44, of 65 Glen Road in Jamaica Plain was arrested by a Harvard police officer and charged with larceny from a building after he allegedly took the purse of a female employee of the Fairchild Biology Laboratory, located at 17 Divinity...

Author: By Matthew S. Mchale, | Title: City's New Top Cop Helps Catch Theft Suspect | 9/20/1996 | See Source »

...first few tracks are rock'n'roll, plain and simple. "How the West Was Won and What it Got Us" has the over-produced slickness of, say, an INXS song; Stipe's voice even has a touch of Michael Hutcheson's throaty howl. Yet "West" succeeds by relying on its lazy seductiveness and evoking the bleary, muted resentment of the afternoon after the morning after...

Author: By Joyelle H. Mcsweeney, | Title: R.E.M. Turns Corn-Belt Rock Gods | 9/19/1996 | See Source »

...this is my first campaign, and I feel myself as on a darkling plain," she went on, struggling to control her emotions. "All my life, I have dreamt of joining you to chronicle these great romantic battles. Even as a child I read myself to sleep with the works of Theodore White. And I do not understand what is happening. Look!" she cried, brandishing a sheet of paper...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: WAS IT ALWAYS LIKE THIS? | 9/18/1996 | See Source »

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