Word: seem
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...choice they seem to have made was inevitable; the hoary zeitgeist would have permitted nothing else. We have had now, for perhaps the past twenty or thirty years, a cosmic choice to make. And because we were thinking about the Cold War, and Third World nationalism, and civil rights, and black power and Vietnam, we really didn't notice that we were making a far more important decision than any our "problems" and "crises" were demanding us to make...
FIFTY YEARS bring changes. But when things seem just the same. Perhaps it is part of the great cycle. At any rate, the class of 1919 is back
...largeness of impulse--Lowell's ambition to respond to so many happenings--results in uneven inspiration. Some, the beautiful Father and Sons poem for Alan Tate, the Writers series, Caracas, some of the Dream poems, others--are among Lowell's most brilliant. The three poems to R.F.K. seem low-key and common at first-then resonant and vital. The Mexico series on the whole is mediocre--although it has brilliant lines and cadences. Lowell's use of the sonnet to frame his vision emphasizes the uneven inspiration. A few poems are written long to fulfill the form and must take...
...event it is hard to imagine how low-income people would be better off without an opportunity for higher education. Even from a radical standpoint the possibilities of radicalizing the lower classes seem greater inside the University than outside. I expect that conservative Congressmen see increased scholarships for low income students--at least blacks--as more of a threat to the establishment than an opportunity...
...author, a young Harvard Medical School student, deserves good marks for his science, fiction is his failing. The level of the prose is droningly simplistic-a prose style only partly justified by the fact that the main characters are laconic scientists. The characterization of the scientists and the lush seem to have been retrieved from the memory bank of some tired computer. And the magic of the gadgetry gradually cloys and clutters in the mind...