Word: sapping
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Young women with pointed breasts, sing of sap, sing of springtime." The poet is Senegal's longtime President Léopold Senghor, 71, who has written seven books of verse. In Manhattan to address the U.N. special session on disarmament, Senghor also read some of his poems to 700 listeners at a local community center. "My basic themes," he explained, "are black Africa, brotherhood in suffering, death and, very naturally, love, with emphasis on woman, both black and white." For his next book, Senghor plans a collection of poetic elegies, including one on Martin Luther King...
...What do we want to do with the Israelis?" cried Republican Jacob Javits of New York. "Sap their vitality? Sap their morale? Cut the legs out from under them?" Replied Democrat Thomas Eagleton of Missouri: "Better that we provide a means for the Saudis to defend [their oil] themselves than face the possibility of some day being forced to commit our own military forces...
...composition board that stuck out inches from one another and from the wall. Without one vertical or horizontal line in them, these tilting plaques had a mournful architectonic power. One experiences their juts and slippages as a form of physical stress. They were transitional works; but if the lyrical sap moves sluggishly in them, the same cannot be said of his Brazilian and Exotic Bird series -the constructed paintings, or painted constructions, that have occupied Stella since...
...Agostino and John H. Clay (call him "JC") played by Jim Smith. We don't see Jock too much during the play, but when we do he is always doing things that good jocks are supposed to do, such as drink massive quantities of beer, "hump chicks," and sap off other people's notebooks. JC wanders around the stage perpetually stoned--his first words in the play come when he lumbers into the room for the first time and sees Stan and Jim and their unpacked mess: "Oh wow, man." A contrast to the freshman goofies is provided...
...from Fellini's memory. And Germano's trees in Brooklyn, shading clay or plastic Madonnas, remind me of a Brooklyn "miracle" I once heard of... A statuette of the Madonna, enshrined in the hollow of a tree, began to weep. Though it was scientifically determined her tears were only sap, believers continued to trek to the dusty backyard to worship...