Word: wakefulness
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Soviet's commemoration of Lenin would be bleakfully and hopelessly marred. The Americans too, it seemed, had plans for April 22. Until last week, Apollo 13 had been scheduled to splash down in the Pacific yesterday, and today would have been an occasion for great national celebration in the wake of the astronauts' success. But now, Moscow, as cocky as any large auto firm which has beaten its rivals to the public market with a new, spectacular finished product, is eminently pleased that the day of commemoration is entirely theirs...
...pretty sure I'll play if I can walk," Cosentino said last night, "because Brian's at a bachelor party right now. I don't think he'll even wake up before 2 p. m. tomorrow...
Last week about 25 friends and family members gathered in the living room of Carswell's white brick house overlooking Lake Jackson to watch a pair of television sets that brought them the news of the judge's defeat. "It was like a wake," said one woman. After the Senate vote, Tallahassee Postmaster Peyton L. Yon Sr., one of Carswell's favorite bridge partners, walked over to the judge and shook his hand. "I sure am glad we didn't lose you to Washington and glad we'll keep you in Tallahassee," he said...
...must first explore, is a frustration that has grown to incendiary proportions. Each exercise in impotence, each powerful and "respectable" show of strength in opposition to our government's policies, has added decisive increments to a reservoir that finally overflowed. The desperate cries that come in the riot's wake for "rational discourse" become in themselves inflammatory to those who have witnessed the imperviousness of men of power to such discourse. In a very real way, these men have defined the evolution of the dissent that opposes them. The frustration that their deafness to reason engenders is compounded...
What does it take to wake us up? There is an American poetry more vital than Snodgrass, better than Brautigan, that we don't know about, that we can hardly even read because all along we've been taught to emulate a sensibility that just isn't our own. There was a vigor in my long high school poem, bad as it was, that nothing I've written since has equalled. Nobody's going to show us the books we need to be reading, especially not here. We have to find them for ourselves...