Word: seemly
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...TIME'S "ideas of poetry" are based not on semantics-the science of meaning-but on poetry-the articulation of reality. Because many "poets" are adept at articulating unreality does not seem to TIME good reason for it to desert its single standard of poetry criticism: poems that articulate real sense are poems; poems that articulate unreal non-sense are not poems...
When Lincoln Steffens plucked him out of Harvard in the '10's, Walter Lippmann was a progressive, so much so that his first book, "A Preface to Politics," identified him with Steffens himself. Since the War, it would seem, from the convolutions of Mr. Lippmann's mind, that he has been attacked by that disease so common among political commentators and critics of the American scene, the disease of terminology. His eyes, searching for a quiet and secure resting place, have seized upon communism, pacifism, fascism and turned them into the little pink elephants which many of his indulgent readers...
...regards acting, the honors are all Von Stroheim's. The former stormy petrol of Hollywood has in exile created a far greater characterization than ever he did before. His performance would seem to be the one great thing of "Grand Illusion." Although neither plot, treatment, direction, or his fellow actors maintain the superbly high standard that Von Stroheim sets, the picture is far above average...
...fate's irony, Walter Chrysler's son-in-law Byron Foy, now high in the councils of the motor industry, roomed with Frank Murphy in his District Attorney days.* To Mr. Foy and many motor men, the new Attorney General may not seem much better than a Communist. Frank Murphy maintains that Abraham Lincoln, not Karl Marx, gave him his concern for "human rights against property rights...
Late in 1934 appeared a book called America and Alfred Stieglitz, composed of about 25 tributes so adoring as to make its title seem an equation. Occasion: the approaching 71st birthday of Manhattan's extraordinary photographer, dealer, apostle of modern art. Last week smoldering old Alfred Stieglitz did his own celebrating in his own way. Two days before his 75th birthday (January 1) he opened an exhibition of clear, sensitive photographs by a young unknown, Eliot Porter. "I sensed a potentiality," said Stieglitz...