Word: reade
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Your first instinct might be to reply with an air of moral superiority when you read such comments as, "If this were my fault in any way I'd be angry about it, but as it is, there's nothing I can do," as Andrew G. Eil 02 said in this Wednesday's Crimson. Perhaps you thought, "At least now you've learned the lesson that you need to back up all your files in the future." Don't feel guilty--even the victims of the virus must have had a fleeting thought to that effect...
...first read-through was in the first week ofMarch, and rehearsals began the week before springbreak. During the past two weeks, they have beenat rehearsal, on-call from 6 p.m. to 12 a.m. everynight...
...fans' commercial messages have to go, what about commercial advertisements in the ballpark? I worry that Budweiser, the Gap, Coke and Pepsi might be booted so that their bourgeois materialism does not reach the Cuban team's virgin ears--as the celebrated billboards that read "Hit this sign, win political asylum" will be. The rituals of the game would still be there but not the spirit...
...read, the poems become richer and richer. Associations are drawn behind the images, and stories begin to emerge. Sometimes there is only a hint of that story. One poem is about the old movie "Titanic," most of it describing a family watching the movie, laughing at the film's melodrama. Then the poem ends with the narrator sensing a leak in the house, a crack that "is slowly widening to claim each of us in random order, and we start to rock in one another's arms...
...read, the poems become richer and richer. Associations are drawn behind the images, and stories begin to emerge. Sometimes there is only a hint of that story. One poem is about the old movie "Titanic," most of it describing a family watching the movie, laughing at the film's melodrama. Then the poem ends with the narrator sensing a leak in the house, a crack that "is slowly widening to claim each of us in random order, and we start to rock in one another's arms...