Word: poetics
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Predictable Ruts. Significantly, the best of Spearhead's younger writers are turning away from technical experiments. In John Berryman's fine story, The Imaginary Jew, in Delmore Schwartz's poetic probing of the Oedipus complex ("the child must carry his fathers on his back"), and in Randall Jarrell's savage war poetry, verbal high jinks are replaced by untortured statement and controlled emotion...
Afterward, on the sidewalk outside the theater, intellectuals milled around, furiously debating the merits and meaning of the play. Said the literary weekly Carrefour: "Remarkable. . . . Barrault has a sense of greatness, a poetic imagination." Les Nouvelles Littéraires: "A surprising and almost unhoped-for success. . . . The prodigious miming of Barrault . . . is the soul of the entire play." Only the Communist Les Lettres Françaises found it "mortally boring...
...guests and all holders of tickets to the current production, in Sanders Theatre at 4 o'clock. After reading selections from the script of the latest play. "A Streetcar Named Desire," which opened in Boston this week, Williams will discuss his work in the theatre and answer questions about poetic drama...
...remote than the saints. Wrote Gogol: "Moscow is an old home-keeping person, it bakes bliny, it looks from afar and listens, without rising from the armchair, to the tale of what goes on in the world." Muscovites retained their simple faith, which often took the homey form of poetic superstition. Perhaps the most widespread legend was that the huge Tower of Ivan within the Kremlin was married to the Sukharev Tower, a cute little number outside the Kremlin walls. Muscovites called them Jack & Jenny and claimed that every year they moved a little closer together...
...explains their art: "The Englishman's heart is in the land, in the fields and waters and ancient forests of the countryside itself. There his spirit comes truly alive; there, if anywhere, he feels at home, his existence justified. His sense of kinship with nature is no mere poetic fancy. It is real, a part of his bone and blood and fibre...