Word: poems
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Lower voices repeatedly chant "glance aside," while the sopranos sing in a more sustained line of "old enchantments." And the evocation of magic "where the greylight meets the green air" ends with the climactic cry "Suddenly!"--a word lifted from the poem's opening line...
...gaze of impassive Viet Minh soldiers; the dance started at 8, never earlier, ended at 10, never later. Twice weekly at Hanoi's National Theater, before an audience of men in shapeless tunics and women officials in pigtails, the Viet Minh army "Culture Corps" recited a tone poem, to the wailing of reedy instruments. "Wipe away your tears," they intoned. "The enemy is gone. In the North, in the South we are the same family and nothing can divide...
...first of two poems in the issue, Alan R. Grossman's "The Sands of Paran" employs Old Testament imagery to describe the plight of a modern world which is the "I" in this poem. The solemn cadence of the meter lends to Grossman's piece a suitable gravity. In "Two Symbols of Reality," Peter Junger uses a sexton as the symbol of death's irony: "Proudly he seeds the rotting earth and plucks sweet fruits out of the mourner's dearth," And his priest who takes "all sins upon his head" seems to be the symbol of human compassion...
...theological foundations of Mary-veneration were laid in the first century A.D. In the Catacombs, Rome's persecuted Christians painted pictures of the Virgin, emphasizing her sanctity. Thereafter, a long line of saints-among them Irenaeus, Ambrose, Jerome and Augustine-laid stress on her sinlessness. In a poem, St. Ephrem (300-379) had Mary addressing God: "Let Heaven uphold me in its embrace, because I am more honored than it. Heaven is only your throne, it isn't your mother. How much more a mother of a king is to be honored than a king's throne...
Some five centuries before Christ, the Chinese put together a kind of 3O5-poem treasury of their own verse. Around 484 B.C., Confucius, an inveterate lute player, edited the musical scores for the poems, and told his son: "A man who hasn't worked on the [Odes] is like one who stands with his face to a wall." In this volume. Poet Ezra Pound makes a free and brilliant translation, even to the use of jazz idioms and hillbilly dialect...