July 19, 1998
Place has its undertone. Not all Is sun and surface. There, where across the calm Gold roofs stream in, The lake detains the image: Presence of past, Breath of the celebrated dead. Beneath the sun-gold Lake currents glint . . . Past power, dreaming this trance of consummation, Its sleep unbroken by Voices of swans in passing agitation. TRANSLATED FROM THE RUSSIAN BY CHARLES TOMLINSON From "World Poetry," edited by Katharine Washburn, John S. Major and Clifton Fadiman (W.W. Norton: 1,338 pp.
August 10, 1986 |
Picture an island whose chief crop is lavender, whose history traces to the prehistoric Illyrians, whose architecture can best be described as Venetian gothic. Draw this fabled place with a flourishing sweep of nature's paintbrush and color it gold. The wheat-colored stone walls and marble-smooth streets of the town of Hvar glint in the sunlight, golden as the lavender oil that is processed for French perfumeries and other customers of the exotic. The climate is perennially kind and warm.
April 22, 2001
The ruling old dogs in Hanoi could not learn new tricks, and they never really tried very hard. They gave a new name--doi moi, or open door--to their Communist governing philosophy though they kept the old tools: political oppression and rigid economic order administered by arbitrary rules and corrupt officials. Transforming Communist Vietnam will take years, but the pressure on the power elite is mounting and some of the officials who stood in the way of progress are leaving.
May 2, 1999 |
Hope comes to me this season by way of my piano teacher, whose life is not easy and whose future is not assured. Five years ago, when my daughter was 7, a baby-sitter overheard a lesson with a mediocre teacher. She knew a young music student, Martin Stegmaier, and said Susanna should take a lesson with him. Martin, then about 23, came to the house. Immediately the sound of her playing changed and she began to improvise. I was jealous and wanted a lesson, too.
July 24, 1994 |
Guerrillas opened fire from all sides at a truck crammed with refugees and soldiers speeding along a jungle highway on Bougainville island. They killed 17, including a 6-year-old girl and her mother, and wounded 26. A soldier bled to death as the rebels fled and his comrades radioed for help. The ambush in March was typical of a civil war that has taken 500 lives in five years on the lush tropical island 600 miles northeast of Port Moresby.
August 2, 2003
More than 70,000 passengers rode the Metro Rail Gold Line last Saturday, twice the turnout projected for the opening of the 14-mile railway between downtown Los Angeles and Pasadena. Even considering the free fares and inaugural festivities, it was a heady show of enthusiasm for a region famously divided over public transit.