“Vrede felt like a woman who had entered a gentle stream and laughed at the playful way its waters laved her limbs and, raking her hair, caused its strands to head downstream. And the woman had known excitement when the strengthening current drew her arms out perpendicular to her body and pulled their flesh away […]
Continue reading“And as he ogled the reams of typing paper, enjoying the strange thought that one might build a sort of hut by using the packages as bricks and then gradually render oneself homeless by turning one’s house into books (for it would certainly be wrong to then employ a book as a brick), Skylar recalled […]
Continue reading“Skylar’s memories of Florida swirled around this muumuu-wrapped woman. He saw her welcoming him when he woke with offers of fresh-squeezed orange juice, bacon, and eggs, walking beside him in the morning on the beach collecting shells for use in the jewelry boxes and purses that she decorated, and encouraging him at dinner to try […]
Continue reading“The scene at the pond, all the elements of sky, banks, water, vegetation, and life forms becalmed Skylar. He had spent most of the earlier four years indoors, only occasionally walking in the woods near the graduate school or by Lake Carnegie. Living in the cottage brought him closer to nature and nature had, throughout […]
Continue reading“He had experienced all the best emotions in those early days: the enthusiasm of new life on a new earth at springtime, the love of a pure heart overflowing with sweet nectar, the peace of inner silence that wandered in a world whose silence flowed out tranquilly to meet it, the urge to embrace all […]
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