Word: window
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...into Prague's Wenceslas Square. One happy hockey fan carried a poster that read BREZHNEV 3, DUBČEK 4. The crowd chanted, "We've beaten you this time!" Someone shouted, "The Russian coach will go to Siberia!" Suddenly a brick smashed through the plate-glass display window at the office of Aeroflot, the Soviet airline. A small group dashed through the opening and began heaving furniture and filing cabinets onto a bonfire in the street. To make matters worse, the dem- onstrations were not confined to Wenceslas Square. Across the country, groups of Czechoslovaks stoned Soviet barracks...
...months of the year at a farm on Black Lake in the St. Lawrence River valley. He poses his sculptress wife or a model nude on soft, contoured upholstery because they are more comfortable that way, and occasionally, he incorporates the softly rolling contours of hills seen through a window because "I guess I'm trying to say how much they're all alike, chairs and women and hills." Only the colors that he uses are subtly brighter than those that he sees before him, because "I'm trying to make paintings about...
Looking out the windshield from my cramped position in the back seat, I could see little of what lay ahead on the nearly empty highway. Sometimes, out of the window next to me, I'd catch fragments of the passing landscape--usually just mist-surrounded trees or burnt red barns...
Patsy is assassinated through the living room window at the beginning of the second act, and the rest of the play concerns the characters' attempts to give their world of murder some shape, some meaning. Alfred feels that the key to all is the "free floating constellation of dots" that makes up a newspaper photo. Carol decides, "We need a army!. . . An electrically charged fence. TV cameras in every room. . . . A return to common sense. . . . lobotomies for anyone who earns less than ten thousand a year Freedom!" But ultimately the family discovers that the only sanity left to them...
Perhaps this new wave of dogs would mean little to me if one of those aforementioned dog buyers weren't my roomie himself, who bought his dogie ten minutes after passing it in the Mass Ave window of the Pangloss Bookstore. An ill-pondered indulgence...