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Prior detests this kind of "progress". In one of his paintings industrial wastes billow into the air amidst a peaceful pastoral setting. Another painting called "House on a Highway" shows a home whose yard is bordered by a chain link fence. A fragment remains of the old wooden fence that must have marked the boundary more picturesquely before the highway was built. A basketball lies forgotten by the fence--the yard is not a very nice place for children to play any more. Ironically, a billboard by a highway peaks out of another charming landscape exhorting us to "enjoy!" what...
...tracing their family trees. An uncle of the London bureau's Christopher Byron spent 20 years researching the family, which includes the poet Lord Byron and Ralph de Burun, an aide to William the Conqueror. Senior Editor Otto Friedrich claims Bismarck's Foreign Minister, Bernhard von Billow, as a forebear as well as the French Dukes of Guise. Senior Editor John Elson notes that an ancestor of his grew the first pineapple in England, from a seedling brought back from the South Seas by Captain Cook...
...wrist, brace their feet on the deck, and haul hand over hand, faces purple with the frantic effort. 'Heave! Heave! Heave!' they shout, as the sail is winched home. Now the wind is picking up, and the ship is beginning to heel over slightly as the sails billow and fill...
Grim Waters. In essence, Argento and Nolte have written an opera for the music lover who also enjoys the dreamscapes of Fellini and early Bergman. Moods billow like the Dry Ice currents that lap across the stage, suggesting waters as grim as the Styx. Characters are rarely who they seem to be. Even Poe is not always sure who or where he is. His antagonist is a shadowy character named Griswold - based on Poe's vindictive literary executor, Rufus W. Griswold - who seems to be lago here, Mephistopheles there, even turns into Poe himself...
...bearded young man enveloped in a vast billow of golden silk, perched slightly above the "Mother of the World." It is a difficult role. For 90 minutes he sits without flinching a muscle while, on the tiered stage below, rainbow-clad worshipers from the world's five major faiths parade and pray. Jinns bound and archangels glide. Eventually a throng hums, sings and raises its arms to the impassive deity. The Mother of the World has an easier task: undistracted, she wears a blue blindfold throughout the festivities...