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...poems. Frank O'Hara's "A Prayer to Prospero" reads smoothly and is relatively easy to understand, but after half a dozen re-readings it still passes smoothly down my gullet like a puree, without making any positive impression. "The Fiction of an Afterthought" by George A. Kelly is a different matter: it is far too elaborate and obscure for my taste, but many of its lines at least make impressions--and mostly favorable ones, though Kelly has a regrettable fondness for words like "defiling," and "infinitely," and a line like "The awkward dignity of death, seems prefabricated...
True Love's Mating. The Prospero of Author Godden's piece is a Scot named van Loomis, the onetime Earl of Spey, who has been done out of his estates and perquisites by a younger brother; these 20 years he has been living as lord of a tiny Pacific isle, Terraqueous. He has his Ariel there too, the "tricksy spirit" of his bidding, a native boy named Filipino, for whom "freedom" would be a chance to explore the fascinating vistas he has glimpsed in old copies of LIFE and Vanity Fair. And the new Prospero has his Caliban...
...commissioned to do the Stations of the Cross in Westminster Cathedral. Gill carved them in "what might be called an archaic manner; but I wasn't doing it on purpose, but only because I couldn't carve in any other way." Next came a commission to carve Prospero and Ariel for London's Broadcasting House. Gill transformed them into God the Father and God the Son. Finally he was asked to do a 55-ft. frieze for the League of Nations council hall at Geneva. Gill suggested "The Turning Out of the Money Changers" as an appropriate...
...thrown contemporary stage conventions to the winds. Crediting its audience with more intelligence than do most Broadway producers, the Workshop and its director, Albert Marre, have produced a "Tempest" that crackles with surprises, fantasies, and abandon. Everyone on the stage at Brattle Hall last night, other than Prospero, was obviously having a grand time, and that feeling was what they tried most to transmute to the audience. "We are such staff as dreams are made on" became their thesis, and they proved it. By never once allowing a touch of realism to invade their island, their patch of earth became...
...disappointing performance in "The Tempest" was Thayer David's Prospero, which came as a surprise after his previous work. The fault may be the director's, (or my own, since it is a matter of interpretation rather than ability) but I cannot imagine Prospero as the dry, weary, manipulator that Mr. David makes him. Why shouldn't God, or Shakespeare, or whoever Prospero is, have as much fun as anybody? Since he is responsible for all the goings-on which produce such gaiety, why should he not be amused? Even Buddha smiles. Mr. David's magic-man is stern...