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Some suggested the other day that "James Baldwin says it, and Ken Clark proves it." It turned out that his copy of Dark Ghetto had never gotten past the coffee table plateau. Because Clark does "say it" when he talks about racial problems...
...bombs the night before. Once past the pass, the guards relaxed, and the convoy-the first since the end of May-rolled on into the beleaguered town of Pleiku with vitally needed food, ammunition, fuel and steel airstrip planking for South Viet Nam's tense and threatened central plateau...
...months the Viet Cong and troops from North Viet Nam have been massing on the plateau, and except for a handful of strongly fortified district villages, and the province towns of Pleiku, Kontum and Ban Me Thuot, they still range at will through the mountainous countryside. Since the Viet Cong blew out three of Route 19's bridges some six weeks ago, the highlands' vital western tier of towns was accessible only by air. Despite an airlift that brought hundreds of tons a week into Pleiku, supplies were growing critically short when Saigon decided that Route...
Though Pleiku was open for the moment, the peril in the highlands was hardly diminished. The next likely pressure point in the Viet Cong's plateau push is Kontum, once a pleasant mountain village of open-air cafés with circus awnings and a population of 14,000. Though only 30 miles from Pleiku, Kontum is surrounded by some 6,000 guerrillas backed up by an estimated 10,000 North Vietnamese regulars, and is still accessible only by airlift, as is nearby Ban Me Thuot. If the Viet Cong attack, as seems almost certain, Kontum's fate...
...speak with objective authority and candor, as if the poet were not even there. "Rereading my poetry the other night," she says matter-of-factly, "I was amazed at the high level of my competence. I know every technical trick. But I don't quite reach the plateau of the great poet. Eliot, Auden, Yeats-there are poets whose genius is so great I could weep over them...