Initially, between the trees, he caught sight of whirling, jumping bodies. Heya-hey-heya. Someone climbing. Rocks pitched after a ...board; and on the river, tilting patches of reflection. Heya-fulla-heya-heya. Boys were sliding down the bank on their buttocks, roughing the scaly sand. They sailed a can lid on the water where at first it turned, floating, then sank, burning like a mirror. Hiyah-smilah. Hee-mee? Coltch. Skirts rose slowly, slowly subsided. A parasol flew open with a snap. Or-rawk. Gah. Houf. Half buried in the shingle, a deep red brick was then awash. Yo-yo giggy. Teetoo Sheek? Num! Lissa-lissa. A willow leaned out, trailing its leaves in the water.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The feathers of the willow Are half of them grown yellow... Above the swelling stream; And ragged are the bushes, And rusty now the rushes, And wild the clouded gleam.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My mother had a maid called Barbary; She was in love, and he she loved proved mad,... And did forsake her. She had a song of "Willow," An old thing 'twas, but it expressed her fortune, And she died singing it. That song tonight Will not go from my mind.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Make me a willow cabin at your gate, And call upon my soul within the house;... Write loyal cantons of contemned love, And sing them loud even in the dead of night; Halloo your name to the reverberate hills, And make the babbling gossip of the air Cry out "Olivia!" O, you should not rest Between the elements of air and earth But you should pity me.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Hunger makes you restless. You dream about food--not just any food, but perfect food, the best food, magical meals, famous and awe...-inspiring, the one piece of meat, the exact taste of buttery corn, tomatoes so ripe they split and sweeten the air, beans so crisp they snap between the teeth, gravy like mother's milk singing to your bloodstream.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
He will watch you while you work, and always has a good word to say or a quip to snap at you to keep you cheered up, but when it c...omes to taking off his coat and lending a hand,... he is an Oriental incense-holder on the guest-room mantle.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The sounds are: the brisk swish of broom on tatami matting, the raucous cawing of hooded crows in a nearby willow grove; clickety-... clackety rattle of chattering housewives, a sound like briskly plied knitting needles, for Japanese is a language full of Ts and Ks; and, in the mornings, the crowing of a cock.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A sudden violent jolt of it has been known to stop the victim's watch, snap his suspenders and crack his glass eye right across.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »