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- adagio posted on 11/10/2004The Wanderer By MARY JO SALTER Published: October 31, 2004, Sunday THE PRODIGAL By Derek Walcott. 105 pp. Farrar, Straus & Giroux. $20. ''THE PRODIGAL'' seems an almost inevitable title for the verse memoir that Derek Walcott, addressing himself within it, calls ''your last book.'' One hopes that this prediction of finality, by the Caribbean poet who so clearly deserved his Nobel Prize in 1992, is wrong. And yet the biblical theme of the prodigal son has been waiting as steadily a
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- adagio posted on 09/21/2004One dignity delays for all, One mitred afternoon. None can avoid this purple, None evade this crown. Coach it insures, and footmen, Chamber and state and throng; Bells, also, in the village, As we ride grand along. What dignified attendants, What service when we pause! How loyally at parting Their hundred hats they raise! How pomp surpassing ermine, When simple you and I Present our meek escutcheon, And claim the rank to die!
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- adagio posted on 09/17/2004Dvorak, a Warm and Witty Melodist By THE NEW YORK TIMES Published: September 17, 2004 O this is what the classical record business has come to. Remember the last Mozart year (1991), the last Brahms year (1997), the last Bach year (2000)? Classical labels were all over them with big new projects and reissues. As you may or may not have noticed, it is a Dvorak year, the centenary of the composer's death. The foundering record industry seems hardly to have noticed or to care. The highest-profile r
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