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Sunday With the World at War
… probably the mails. There’s a whole ocean they’ve gotta” come across.” “Ben says the same thing,” Mrs. Stanley said. … which cars passed slowly and at a safe distance. They had also learned by experience that if they went the long way, … be on their way to fight Hitler or Tojo. Several of the soldiers waved and smiled as they walked by on the screen, and …
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The Lions in His Menagerie
… show of a ghastly synchronicity, off the earth. And then I comprehend the urges, or anyway some of the urges, … down the gullets in Rabelais? How many quaffs of sack for Falstaff? In one Irish poet’s twelfth-century lyrical whimsy, … tumor . . . let them try, just let them try, to pry these bodies, these repletions, from their hold on life, or lessen …
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The Seaward Peep: Three writers respond to Moby-Dick
… A hump like a snow-hill! It is Moby- Dick!” The white whale comes out of the sea in order to do battle with his human … the sea utterly surrounded and embraced by the land. Olson points to this fact in talking about the trip that Melville … computes the size of individual stones. It refuses to be studied or adequately comprehended. It still looms in my …
Heimweh: In Exile
… Heimweh: In Exile Heimweh Dass diese Heimat mir verlorenging Ist wie ein Traum. Und nachts … Heimatluft umfangt mich wunderbar. Und wahrer ist der Traum als Wirklichkeit Die tags mich tauscht. Sie scheint mir nur … in the way I know— And each night brings the crowded company With whom I can no longer gather now. And thus the …
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Revival of the Ice Canoe
… Quebecois Sport    A half hour to race time, the snow still coming down, Jean Anderson had a decision to make: canoe … of Château Frontenac. On the north shore you’ve picked two points. Maybe point one is Château Frontenac, high atop the … lakes and streams of southeast Michigan, rather docile bodies of water whereon sunbathers like to float in inner …
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Is It Rude to Tell Men That You Don’t
Is It Rude to Tell Men That You Don’t Is it rude to tell men that you don’t              love them just the idea of them        what if we don’t even love living but                    just the idea of living  pictures always look lovely but wasn’t      …
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