Word: prose
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Analyze Yourself first snorkeled in Britain about 20 years ago, looking like a jolly parlor game for rainy nights. "Adapted" for U.S. consumption by Editor Victor Rosen, the book still has an air of semi-solemn fun-with-Freud and what-every-Jung-man-should-know. Moreover, its prose is so plain that a roomful of safecrackers and their molls might well while away the hours before the gelignite goes up by browsing through the work. Its most startling feature is a questionnaire jig-sawed by Authors William Gerhardi (holder of the Czarist Order of St. Stanislav) and Prince Leopold...
...book's photographs, with a few pleasing exceptions such as the Dudley lockers, the Dunster House bench, and the fencing picture, share the woodenness of its prose. More pictures should be taken with natural light or diffused flash, instead of simply with a flashgun mounted on a camera and aimed straight at the victim. While Draper Hill's cartoon House shields are quite well drawn, Gaylen C. Bergren's drawings of the House Masters suffer from the quite serious defect of not even resembling at least half of the subjects...
...Return of Joy. His 90 poems, collected in a single volume in 1953, have gone through a spectacular seven printings. Records of his booming readings have become bestsellers (TIME, May 2). Now more scraps of Thomas' vivid prose have been put together and issued in a single volume called Adventures in the Skin Trade and Other Stories, and his letters are finding their way into print. Dylan Thomas is more alive today than any living poet now writing verse...
...back for lunch. In the after noon there's nothing to do, so I work." About Danny Boy. The Thomas legend will be enhanced by the three chapters from Adventures in the Skin Trade, and the 20 stories published with them. Many a poet, when he writes prose, sounds as stodgy as a beached carp, but Thomas easily swam through prose, with a flashing of fins and a show of unexpected twists that could have made him famous as a prose writer if he had never so much as rhymed hell and seashell. Some of the stories sing...
Even knocking out a clowning letter to New York Poet Oscar Williams, Thomas could not help writing vivid prose. On a plane trip back from New York: "It was stormy and dangerous, and only my iron will kept the big bird up; lightning looked wonderful through the little eyeholes in its underbelly; the bar was open all the way from Newfoundland; and the woman next to me was stone-deaf so I spoke to her all the way, more wildly and more wildly as the plane lurched on through dark and lion-thunder and the firewater yelled through my blood...