Word: shimmeringly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...back door was Provincetown's harbor, with gulls wheeling and blue water glinting in the September sun. Within, on the white walls of the HCE Gallery* hung seven huge canvases that seemed to catch the seaside shimmer and give back a tranquil reflection of the dune bushes, the Cape Cod fish pier, the cool blue of the sea. They were the latest work of Painter Milton Avery, whose clear, thinly brushed colors, picturing simple scenes, have earned him, at 65. a quiet, spreading fame...
...full-bodied woman who shows every one of her 33 years, and never for an instant looks anything like a 16-year-old girl or a sensuous cinemama; but her playing is so intense that the sense of her physical presence seems to dissolve in the shimmer of creation, and the spectator again and again forgets to believe his eyes...
Idyl's End. There are quiet nights as the hunters sit silently with their rifles awaiting the antlered deer at a salt lick; they go spear fishing in the forest rivers, wake to brilliant mornings when billions of dewdrops shimmer like miniature suns, and huddle in the winter snugness of their clay-walled home with its roaring Russian stove. The climax of the year is the tiger hunt, when dogs and men go out to track down young cats and wrestle them into submission. And through this rhythmic cycle of the seasons, love springs up between Hryhory and Natalka...
...almost Latin fervor. Andrey and Natasha (well sung by Morley Meredith and Helena Scott) faced each other across a garden ashiver with moonlight and poured out their yearnings in great warm gusts of melody; Natasha pirouetted giddily at a ball and lacily sang her infatuation with Anatol across the shimmer and sheen of violins. In one magnificent ball scene, a percussive, insistent invitation to the dance ("Dance, dance, dance the waltz") eerily foreshadowed the dance of death that was to come on the battlefields. In other passages the music sparkled with a dry wit, or lilted through the great candlelit...
...comes this incongruous suggestion? Omit flowers-in the Valley of Shadow, when every yearning impulse is struggling vainly to express feelings that are too deep for words! . . . In 'Say it with Flowers' there stretch enchanting vistas of sacramental beauty like the glory of a garden or the shimmer of moonlight on a silvery sea . . ." Last week Reverend Harris' picture and words were splashed all over U.S. newspapers in full-page ads bringing readers "An Important Message ... in the Public Interest." Joyous sponsors of the ads: "The 11,000 members of the Florists' Telegraph Delivery Association...