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...paintings in show that have attacted the most attention are a pair of scenes of a Jewish cemetery which have never before been hung side by side. A departure for Ruisdnel, these paintings depcit an allegorical subject. Moonlight strikes a tomb, a ruined cathedral looms in the background, dead beeches litter the foreground, shrouded women walk among the graves, all of which suggests the hopeless mortality of man and his inevitable doom. But Ruisdael is not entirely morbid, and he inclines a faint but perceptible rainbow on the horizon--a glimmer of hope and he possibility of rebirth...
Walter Lippmann--on his first trip to the Soviet Union--took time off from official duties and visited the grave of an old Harvard classmate. He had come to the tomb of a man who had shown no interest for politics while in college--who played court jester at football games, somersaulting and prancing around the sidelines, who trumpeted school spirit, staked more than his pride on gaining acceptance to one of Harvard's elite social clubs, and who lay buried inside the Kremlin wall--a martyr to the Russian revolution...
Graveside reflections or ruminations rarely make it into biographers' transcripts. Only imagination let loose could gather all of Lippmann's thoughts at the tomb of John Reed. There would have been memories, certainly--Lippmann had known Reed during their Harvard days when both wrote for student publications. Later, they belonged to the same circle of Greenwich Village friends, the crowd that steered Reed away from the dreamy indulgence of poetry and humor to the even dreamier of radical politics. Emotion--Lippmann watched Reed rapidly lose touch with the reality of politics and stood by as his friend played himself into...
...tearing with outrageous simplicity at the fabric of mutual interest that the U.S. and Western Europe have woven so patiently for 30 years. The signs vilify: "We are not America's Guinea Pigs," "Today's Children are Tomorrow's Dead," "Reagan: Your Bomb will not be our Tomb." The chants taunt: "We don't want to fight Reagan's War," "No Euroshima...
...government not only tolerated last week's ceremony, it joined in. Moreover, the regime later allowed a procession of 20,000 Poles, led by boy scouts, to wend their way through the city from the Cathedral of St. John to the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. One of the speakers was applauded when he declared: "A revolution has been going on in Poland for a year. It must continue to be a revolution without revolution, without confrontation, without bloodshed. But Poland must become an independent state...