Sunday

Oct. 27, 1996

And Death Shall Have No Dominion

by Dylan Thomas

SUNDAY 10/27

Today's Reading:"And Death Shall Have No Dominion" by Dylan Thomas from POEMS OF DYLAN THOMAS, published by New Directions.

Today is the last Sunday in October, when Daylight Savings Time ends and the clocks are set back an hour, returning to Standard Time.

Writer Fran Lebowitz (METROPOLITAN LIFE; SOCIAL STUDIES) was born on this day in Morristown, New Jersey, 1950.

Dancer Peter Martins, director of the New York City Ballet, was born today in Copenhagen, Denmark, 1946.

It's the birthday of Chinese-American writer Maxine Hong Kingston, born in Stockton, California, 1940.

Poet and novelist Sylvia Plath (THE BELL JAR) was born on this day in Boston, 1932.

It's the birthday today of pop artist Roy Lichtenstein, born in New York City, 1923.

Polish novelist Kazimierz Brandys (THE INVINCIBLE CITY: RONDO) was born today in Lodz, 1916.

Welsh poet and writer Dylan Thomas was born today in Swansea, Wales, 1914. He wrote radio scripts and worked as a poetry commentator for BBC radio.

It's the birthday of Enid Bagnold, author of NATIONAL VELVET, born in Rochester, England, 1889.

It's the birthday of Teddy Roosevelt, 26th president of the United States,born in New York City, 1858.

Isaac Merrit Singer, inventor of the Singer Sewing Machine, was born on this day in Pittstown, New York, 1811.

It's the birthday in 1728 of English sea captain James Cook, who explored Hawaii, Alaska and the Bering Strait.

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