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...course of his wanderings, walks through cities where corpses are strung from trees and sleeps beside angels in deserted churches. He sees the Virgin Mary emerging from the sea (until her batteries give out), and he finds himself one of 12 defusers alone in a city without lights. Woven through such flights are colorful threads of historical arcana: richly researched evocations of the "desert Englishmen" of the '30s, lilting allusions to Herodotus and Kipling, catalogs of the winds that blow across the sands. The result is a realism that could not be more magical: "I carried Katharine Clifton into...
...further protection, the Iceman wore a woven grass cape over the garment similar to those used by Tyrolean shepherds as late as the early part of this century. His well-worn size-6 shoes were made of leather and stuffed with grass for warmth. Last month an Italian expedition turned up an additional furry piece of the Iceman's wardrobe, probably...
...most elaborate in parts of South America. Settlers in the Ayacucho region of the Andes had domesticated guinea pigs and llamas by the time Iceman lived, and farmed potatoes, squash, beans and corn. Along the coastal desert of what is now northern Chile, the Chinchorro used woven fishing nets and hooks made of cactus thorns, shell and bone to harvest a rich diet from the sea. The Chinchorro, who were savvy hunters, developed elaborate mummification techniques some 2,500 years before the Egyptians, probably as a sacrament in ancestor worship. After removing internal organs and drying the cavf mdavers, they...
...second book -- her first was last year's best-selling Damage -- British novelist Josephine Hart has concocted a silly piece of romantic formula and fitted it out with enough heavy portents to sustain a Greek myth. "They say the veil that hides the future from us was woven by an angel of mercy," she muses. Or, "Novelists of our own lives, making ourselves up from bits of other people, using the dead and living to tell our tale, we tell tales." And this is only in the prologue...
...State James Baker, the old man in the street who shuffles up to shake her hand, her friends, her enemies -- calls her Hanan, a mark of honor and a measure of her prominence) is that the public person is the private person. The 45 years of her life have woven seamlessly into a single fabric. Her long battle as a woman to find an identity and equality is the same as the struggle for Palestinian identity and equality. She sounds the same at home as she does on a podium: there is no difference between the parent talking...