Word: poetics
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...rococo salon near Paris, the six main figures sit chatting for the whole of one golden, 18th century afternoon-a Count and Countess, a Musician and a Poet, a Director and an Actress. The Poet and the Musician, both in love with the Countess, plead their special skills ("The poetic spirit is the mirror of the world!" sings the Poet; "The sounds of nature sing at the cradle of the arts!" replies the Musician). The Director scorns both their arts: "Production is the solution . . . Eloquent gestures, lifelike expressions-basic principle...
Eilshemius' muse was wayward, poetic, and in the end cruel. Critic Duncan Phillips notes that in one picture Eilshemius "symbolically depicted himself as adrift, all alone, in a fragile bark rushed along by the fierce currents of wild, rapid waters which swirl around an island under a witching moon. It is a symbol of all futility and frustration under the Tantalus of beauty and romance. It tells of his endless efforts to land on the island of desire...
...written Cadenza as if to prove that O'Brien and Donleavy were squares and that James Joyce was well within his rights when he borrowed the English language and returned it in a condition unfit for use by the original owners. Cadenza is a maddeningly clever and occasionally poetic tale which concerns the identity -in a shifting foreground of misplaced time and mistimed space-of a wantonly Irish character called Desmond...
...wonder that Heckel's two almost-poetic canvasses express less than they should, that their statement of color is raw, that their organization is dubious. The same equanimity is lacking. Only the idiom is changed. It is no surprise that Schlemmer's canvas lacks the aristocracy of truly resolved expression. One can even understand how Otto Muller's canvas of the gal who lost her Maiden-form, can get by, utterly lacking, as it is, in substance and the very minimum diginity a work of art ought to possess...
...Touch of the Poet. With as much poetic license as poetry, the late Eugene O'Neill robbed a bottle-fed innkeeper of his illusions and gave a so-so season its best play...