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...February 1978. With 27 inches of snow coming down outside, Gene Purdy gives Harvard a thrilling 4-3 overtime win over Northeastern in the opening round of the Beanpot by rushing the length of the ice, swooping behind the net, and stuffing it in a la Bobby Clarke...
...they are merely prodigious leapers!") collide with the grim fantasies spawned by anxiety ("Perhaps there will be an earthquake and we won't have to take exams"). One sits at a chair and looks out the window. Cambridge does not even have the grace to be covered with snow ("What if Harry Levin actually wrote the plays of Shakespeare?"). Sulphur-laden ice spreads like cancer over the Charles and Roast Beef Specials cost 60c ("If the Atlantic rose a few inches, Boston would be devastated and there wouldn't be any exams...
Nobody wants to play with me. My roommates have exams and don't appreciate my dribbling drills. I don't own cross-country skis, and there's no snow anyway. The Lowell House superintendent says I'm such a bad squash player I should not get court time. And E. Sid says he's tired of losing free-throw shooting contests to a girl...
...evoking the sounds and sights and terrors of a world that touches the sky. He observes that crampons (metal spikes attached to the soles of climbing boots) on frost make "the crunching sound of someone eating corn on the cob," then watches the benign sun become treacherous, turning glacier snow to sodden mush. His observations on climbing style might save a few bones: "Holding on to pitons is considered bad form but, as I see it, it beats falling." As a lagniappe, Bernstein answers the non-climber's classic question...
...York City, the poet created an atmosphere of almost monastic serenity. A large, white, Russian Orthodox church candle burning on the podium provided virtually the only lighting. "It is more intimate for you, my friends," Voznesensky explained to an audience that included Mstislav Rostropovich, Arthur Schlesinger Jr. and C.P. Snow. As Poet William Jay Smith, a favored translator and friend, read English versions from Nostalgia for the Present, Voznesensky could be glimpsed in the wings, his slight figure rigid with apprehension, as if braced for combat. Following the English readings, Voznesensky moved forward to recite the Russian originals. Among them...