Word: woodenly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Every day, for the past 15 years, Mrs. A. had been sitting in a hard wooden chair at the end of the hospital corridor. With her dress forlornly covering her hear, she had never spoken, rarely moved except when forced. One of the doctors compared Mrs. A. to a near-sighted woman hit by a car on a busy street: "She is now standing on the psychotic side," he said, "and is afraid to cross to the normal side. Everything looks out of proportion--the street wider, the cars bigger, the danger greater. So she turns her back...
Although 58's poetry is one the whole unexciting, A. E. Keir Nash's "Der Blaue Reiter" uses some very effective imagery in portraying the imaginative travels of a little boy on a wooden horse. Sallie Bingham seems to take a rather ambivalent attitude toward "The Young Girls," who "love in prudent silence on the frozen ground." Some allusions which bring to mind the Seven Dwarfs ("And start to work with soap, and heavy towels . . .") weaken the poem considerably. In his poem about Perseus, William Teunis describes the gods as "con-vanished," so it is somewhat jarring when they reappear...
...Belgian Congo last week massed tom-tom drummers practiced a welcome tattoo. Prosperous Negro shopkeepers climbed up wooden ladders and draped the Congolese flag (a golden star on a blue field) from lampposts and triumphal arches set up along Boulevard Albert I, the spanking concrete highway that bisects the capital city of Leopoldville. In far-off mission churches, encircled by the rain forest that stretches through Belgian territory from the Atlantic to the Mountains of the Moon, choirs of Bantu children rehearsed the Te Deum. African regiments drilled, jazz bands blared in the bush, and on the great brown river...
...terrorists were supposed to be helping fight the Communists. Our Nationalist garrison leaned forward impassively on their weapons, expecting an infantry attack. 'We are completely encircled.' a report came through to us. Outside I could see a number of grotesquely related things: fire leaping from densely packed wooden shacks; a rat scurrying down a gutter to escape; refugees huddled or fleeing, silhouetted against the red backdrop, beneath the city-wide canopy of smoke. Here and there on the sidewalk lay pairs of wooden clogs; their owners had jumped out of them so they could flee more quickly, barefoot...
...Gilbert and Sullivan productions were supposed to approach realism, I would have to say Mr. Greene is somewhat wooden, and that Mr. Sperry reads his lines like a Sunday orator. But what Gilbert thought of as sentiment is now considered silly, and the overdone speeches fully contribute to the show. Stephen Bolster as the Duke and Jacqueline Crowell as his wife are a bit weak on their singing, but are sufficiently pompous in the role of aristocracy. The Duchess and her daughter, Merle Moses, flip their fans in fine precision, although a little too often. Miss Moses was nervous...