Word: wands
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Rarely does a fairy-tale become real. Under the magic wand and lucid metaphor of Truman Capote, however, this odd tale about three old women--all over 60--and a boy who choose to live in a tree-house leaps into true life. Capote's success as a writer (really a poet at times) lies in his gradual revelation of the human soul through humorous colloquial expression and the simple language of the heart. The "Grass Harp", for instance, is a field of tall Indian grass which "sighs" the wisdom of people buried in a cemetery near by. Avoiding...
When the gods have stirred to wakefulness, the patients sit among them for a while, absorbing their peace and power. Afterwards, a plumed wand is used to destroy the painting, starting at the center where the medicine man began...
...with special radar equipment for night flying. It was supposed to be a routine operation. At 3:30 a.m., under a tomb-black sky, the flight deck throbbed and shuddered as pilots warmed up their engines. From the bull horns came the command: "White flag. Catapult planes." A lighted wand in the catapult officer's hand described a series of red circles in the darkness (the signal to the pilot to turn up his engine), then swooped down. With the roar of two colliding freight trains, the starboard catapult hurled its plane forward. It thundered...
...plane on the port catapult was ready. Once more the glowing wand circled in the darkness and plunged down. The catapult exploded into action, sent the second plane roaring off. Then, a dreadful sight: the plane was going down, not up. A second later it plunged into the sea and exploded in a great sheet of jagged white fire. Flaming debris smoked and crackled on the black water. While the emergency team went to work, the carrier continued on its course. There was no confusion. From amidships, men threw float lights overboard as the still-blazing crust of the crashed...
Friday afternoon, as if some super-charged fairy-godmother had waved the wand, girls who looked so-so start to look good and girls who looked good, look great. They become ladies all over. Sunday night, they become pumpkins again...