Word: stoves
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...uniform, unchanging, unexpressive. Occasionally, Sachs writes brief, epigram-like statements of a few lines, none of which seem to succeed very well. One such is "Iich sah eine Stelle," which the translators render, transposing the first two lines, as "I found a hat a man had worn/Saw where a stove had stood/What sand, O my beloved, /Knows of your blood?" Neither the English nor the German is very memorable, no matter how deeply felt...
...broken windows are boarded over with plywood. The Whites have four single beds for the nine of them, and there are four chairs and a small table in the entrance way, where the family eats in two shifts. The kitchen is dim and terribly hot. Mary keeps the stove burning all day because the central heating rarely works. "The gas is leaking just a little," she says, "and the doctor says we've got to keep the stove off. But if we did there wouldn't be no heat." For Mary White's two rooms, the City...
...uprights of the walls; partition separate the interior into three small rooms at the front and a large kitchen-dining-living-bedroom that looks out through windows over a tidal inlet of Kachemak Bay to the village of Homer and the bluffs above the town. A big, black, Franklin stove warms the cabin, burning lumps of soft coal that are washed from an exposed vein in the cliffs on the other side of the inlet and carried by the waves to the beach by the cabin. Their dinner table is a huge telephone cable spool, sanded, stained and polished...
Like most Alaskan homes. Art's one-room house is built for comfort; the land is built for beauty. It's a small house with a shed on the back and hardly enough space for the stove and sink, the bed, the boys' cribs and toys, and four active people. But the downhill side of the house has a long row of windows, and it's hard to imagine feeling confined when the neighbors they see from their windows are peaks on the far side...
Though they made the same wages as the transient young people who worked at the cannery and camped on the beach nearby, Barbara and Lance often managed to put together magnificent dinner-feasts-fresh shrimp, Dungeness and King Crab, hamburgers, Lance's spiced back-of-the-stove beans, and fresh fruit-for some of the cannery workers. Their home became a home for those who had none other in Alaska...