Word: unicorn
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Doctor's Dilemma (Comet; M-G-M). The Fabian intellect and the Wagnerian soul were the lion and the unicorn of Bernard Shaw's personal mythology and creative life. In his later writings these opposites lie down together peacefully in the green pastures of Creative Evolution, but in The Doctor's Dilemma (1906) the two tendencies almost tear each other, and the play, apart. With all his romantic soul, Shaw longed to write a tragedy of the one and the many, of the creator-criminal murdered by the power of positive thinking and collective morality. With...
...strange as any medieval unicorn or griffin is the life and personality of Terence Hanbury ("Tim") White. He lives on the pebble-sized English Channel isle of Alderney (pop. 1,600), famed for its low taxes, cheap liquor, puffins and stormy petrels. Stormy Petrel White arrived ten years ago announcing that he was a 17-time bigamist on the lam from Britain, and ever since, his pranks have been the pub chatter of the natives. A sun-cured, white-bearded bachelor of 52, White lives alone except for the hedgehogs, snakes and hawks that he favors as pets. His absentmindedness...
Menotti: The Unicorn, the Gorgon and the Manticore (Chorus and instrumental ensemble conducted by Thomas Schippers in cooperation with the New York City Ballet; Angel). Menotti's bittersweet madrigal fable of a lonely poet's struggle with "the indifferent killers of the Poet's dreams" seems almost as effective in recording as it did on the stage (TIME, Nov. 5). The libretto, in clearest English, is thorny with barbed wit, and the music is alternately exuberant and shadowed with the gentle melancholy the poet-hero feels as he slowly dies, surrounded by "the pain-wrought children...
Poetry should be judged qua poetry, not by the name in the upper left-hand corner of the MS.-so orchids to one John Ciardi for his criticism of Anne Lindbergh's poetry. In The Unicorn, as in all her other books, she sees and thinks and feels with monotonous regularity. She may be a splendid person, but she's a lousy poet. Critic Ciardi is so right, and I'm glad he had the courage to speak...
...shot at a doe With a round of scorn, And got himself gored By a unicorn...