Instead of a static, taxonomic classification of birds, the expression "to me they are voices in the forest" implies both that "Kaluli recognize and acknowledge their existence primarily through sound" and that "there are many ways to think about birds, depending on the context in which ...
Fear for the menAboard the ships,It’s trickery to the sensesThe song from her lips.Her heart has depthMen have drowned,It all starts with lustAnd a heavenly sound. K Posted in Poetry | Tagged Art, Blogging, creative-writing, Lifestyle, Love, Poetry, Poetry, Relationships, Rhymes | 4 ...
Not to awake till birds are crying.After one night of wind and showers,How many are the fallen flowers!Spring(By William,Blake,UK)Sound the flute (长笛)!Little boy,Now it's mute (静默的)!Full of joy;Birds delight,Little girl,Day and night,Sweet and small;Nightingale,...
"Lines Written in Early Spring" is a poem about how humanity has fallen out of the natural rhythm of nature, and this first mismatched sound echoes that idea. “Lines Written in Early Spring” Speaker This poem's speaker is a sensitive, thoughtful soul. He feels himself to be deeply ...
46. A. birds B. clouds C. snows D. kites 47. A. room B. desk C. car D. bag 48. A. on B. for C. with D. in 49. A. car B. tree C. bridge D. desk 50. A. warm B. hot C. cold D. cool 51. A. looked B. saw C. cleaned D. put ...
The birds around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure:— But the least motion which they made It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this ...
"Kurt was certainly the reason I picked up a guitar for the first time. The Nirvana sound, like the band, was so stripped back and raw and painfully honest. And LOUD. I wish to god I’d been five years older and been able to see them play Reading in 1992." ...
I'm just trying to kill two birds with one snatch block. STEVE Maybe you should just get a real boat. HUB This is a real boat! Sunk by Hurricane Gordon; salvaged by Hub Hayes, and I've been fixing her ever since. Steve looks at Dave, incredulous. STEVE (TO DAVE) Was he always ...
It's cool," he says as he walks slowly towards the back through the kitchen to the TV room. I follow. He's got a record playing and the TV on with the sound turned down. His bong is on the coffee table. He lies down on the couch and I get the La-Z-Boy. I feel like I'...
He stood in the truck to watch for as long as he could. He was similarly moved when, in the building they entered, he saw, high on a water pipe at the ceiling, a tarnished silver Christmas garland. The irony was banal but it seemed, like the man feeding birds, to represent a ...