Word: vomitous
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...from 1950 to 1952 (another volume is to come), edited and with an introduction by her third cousin, Constance Babington-Smith. Numerous notable literary lights were scandalized when Letters to a Friend was published in England last October. Said Author Rebecca West: "It made me want to vomit." But according to Editor Babington-Smith, Father Johnson and Rose Macaulay's spinster sister, Jean, felt that the letters might be "of inestimable value and help to many...
...Skid Row. On Jan. 24, 1955, Ira stayed up all night drinking muscatel with four other Indians in a desert shack on the Pima-Maricopa Indian reservation near Phoenix, Ariz. Next morning he was found not far from the shack, dead. He had strangled on his own vomit...
Soft as a lion-pad I heard the gun-carriages turn, saw them vomit and drool; the firmament sagged and all the stars turned black. Black ocean bleeding and the brooding stars breeding chunks of fresh-swelled flesh while overhead the birds wheeled and out of the hallucinated sky fell the balance with mortar and pestle and the bandaged eyes of justice. All that is here related moves with imaginary feet along the parallels of dead orbs; all that is seen with the empty sockets bursts like flowering grass. Out of the nothingness arises the sign of infinity; beneath...
...Antonin Novotny (all were once locksmiths). His sidelights often illuminate the mood of a country more effectively than pages of analysis. Discussing West Germany's affluence, Gunther reports slyly that an elaborate marble trough in a restaurant washroom was for "gentlemen who had dined too well to vomit into...
...language. Like Thomas, the author of Under the Volcano erupted in lava flows of talk and lapsed into broody silences. Like Thomas, Lowry was a compulsively heavy drinker. At 47, he died an alcoholic's dreadful death: lying on his back in a drunken stupor, he began to vomit and choked to death. Finally, like Thomas, he spawned the kind of cult that makes a writer seem worth more dead than alive...