The latest composition of Russia's great Composer Sergei Prokofiev was published in Moscow last week. To the tin ear of Soviet officialdom, it was back on the Russian scale, but to Western ears, it was the most dissonant thing he had ever written. It was a letter of penitent thanks to the party for "the assistance which it is giving me to correct my mistakes" (TIME, Feb. 23). Wrote he: "The committee decision separates the gold from the dross in the composer's work. However painful this may be for a number of composers, including...
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