Word: poet
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...White House on Dec. 7. 1941, Franklin D. Roosevelt confided to him just what losses the Japanese had inflicted at Pearl Harbor that morning. When his broadside against McCarthy provoked the Senator to counterattack, President Eisenhower pointedly described Murrow as his friend. Carl Sandburg calls him a poet. He is a longtime friend-at-the-bar (Scotch, a little water, no ice) of Sir Winston Churchill. Interviewer Murrow is often more celebrated than the celebrities on Person to Person, sometimes must work to bridge the gap. When Rocky Graziano appeared, he urged the prizefighter to call him Ed. Replied Graziano...
...simply sit down in one of his easy chairs to read. A somewhat small, pink-cheeked man with a gray line of a moustache, Mr. Cairnie usually sits in the far corner of a well-worn leather couch, skimming a catalogue or perhaps talking to a tutor, a Cambridge poet, or a student he knows well. His books, most of them first editions, stand in wall shelves or lie scattered at random on a large table in the center of the room. A shiny blue Anchor Books stand adds the one note of trimness and order to the place...
When Gertrude Stein went on a mystery-reading kick, the American Library in Paris fed her doses of 18 whodunits a week; Poet Stephen Vincent Benét researched John Brown's Body within its walls, and Molotov once checked out an almanac. Since its start in 1920, the American Library-a nonprofit, privately operated institution now located on the Champs-Elysées-has been an outpost of U.S. culture that has soothed homesick tourists, stimulated bored expatriates, and provided facts-good or bad-about the U.S. to anyone who dropped...
...Moriarty ("a sideburned hero of the snowy West"), who has spent a third of his waking time in poolrooms, a third in jail, a third in public libraries, and is always shouting "Yes, yes, yes!" to every experience. Dean and Sal and their other buddies-Carlo Marx, the frenzied poet; Ed Dunkel, an amiable cipher; Remi Boncoeur, who has the second loudest laugh in San Francisco-are forever racing cross-country to meet one another. Their frantic reunions are curiously reminiscent of lodge and business conventions, with the same shouts of fellowship, hard drinking, furtive attempts at sexual dalliance...
...When Poet T. S. Eliot married his secretary early this year, the news brought with it a shock of recognition: the austere genius was, after all, like unto other men. This touch of human bondage also animates Eliot's best poetry, and again appears in this book, in which Eliot shows that he is like other men. too, in his predilection for shoptalk. In these pieces, which range in time from 1926 to the present and in subject matter from Virgil to Kipling, the poet-critic is talking shop about the poet's trade. But, Eliot being Eliot...