Word: reade
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Walking down Athens Street in a grey topcoat, flanked by a worried tutee and an energetic black dog, William Alfred doesn't look like a playwright. The subject is Andrew Marvell. "Read 'The Garden' again," he says to the tutee who scampers off in the direction of Leverett Towers. He walks into his house, patting the dog in the process. "Bye, Sparky," he says closing the door (which, incidentally, he rescued from an old Beacon Hill mansion because it was such a "lovely door"), then winks with his gaminlike eyes and says, "Watch him start barking again." He does...
Canberra newsmen found this story disappointing in almost every respect. Could the mysterious benefactor have been such a recluse that he never read newspapers or looked at TV? Why had he not called the police, Lim's family, or even a doctor? What about Sandra? She turned up on the front page of the Sydney Sunday Mirror, complete with pictures, on the same day that Lim returned, explaining that she and "Hocky" were merely good friends who often got together for a chat between floor shows, and that she had no idea where he had been. To all questions...
Generally liberal in a conservative town, the Times is so widely read that when a substitute takes over a delivery route, he is simply told to fling a copy onto every porch. That way he only makes an 8% error, for 92% of St. Petersburg households take the Times...
Every morning he wrote into it the orders of the day: where to go, whom to see, how to act, what to wear, eat, read, buy, say and even feel. "One should not have more corn growing than one can get in," he reminded himself. "I should live no more than I can record and leave nothing of myself hidden." A confessional impulse of such intensity was something new in English writing. "Boswell scanned the swarming variety in his own nature," says Pottle, "with the pleased detachment of a naturalist watching a sectioned anthill." But he also scanned life with...
...rockers are as ready to explain their "hidden meanings." That would destroy the mystique. As a result, the pop-music audience has become divided into two camps: the Dirties, who read debauchery into the most innocuous lyrics (they see Frank Sinatra's Strangers in the Night, for example, as a song about a homosexual pickup), and the Cleans, who would argue that Ray Charles's Let's Go Get Stoned is a call to take part in a Mississippi freedom march. To the Dirties, such songs as Straight Shooter (junkie argot for someone who takes heroin intravenously...