… Song: Vox Down the misted road Cliffs and midnight come Coiled above the sea. Its twin fans of light wedged … mute Surface where we must Be lost to see through words? Bodies made of light, Bodies made of sound, Fade at the faint point Of white desire …
… in “The Survival Value of Christianity.” Dr. Mecklin comes to his task well equipped both as psychologist and … two-faced? Does it speak truth in one field and falsehood in another? Are its “religious constructs” (dogmas) … to the sober judgment and sound sense of the larger audience of men-and-women-in-the-street, unaffiliated with …
… enough to hang onto. They came in just the way they had come in every day since they brought him here, Mr. Richie … his knees. “Well, Bub,” he said cheerfully. The detective also sat down, blowing his nose. It was all the same as it … ashamed, Andy,” his mother said. “I’m so ashamed I could die.” He swallowed, only half hearing her, and a thought …
… By Archibald MacLeish. New York: Harcourt, Brace j and Company. $3.00. The River. By Pare Lorentz. New York: … originally stationed at opposite sides in the field of communication, poetry and photography have recently been … are born, frustration and perplexity do not immediately die. A new experience is in store for the reader of these …
Fiction
… that they had. Some talked shit about me in Navajo or Acoma or Zuni. Others stared at me flatly when I was wasting … you didn’t need to be a genius to do it. They just needed bodies, lots of bodies, and they went through them fast. I … of booze and cigarettes, and his long hair came to greasy points that shot out the back of his hard hat, bobbing …
Poetry
… been sheathed in golden armor And I, with a few bars of accompaniment and lots of rests, Was his page, two chairs—and … own. And two years later, when Sue Went off to college and died freshman year Falling through the ice at a school camp … and I count up my life Since I was seventeen, the age she died, As though I could answer her last letter to me again. …