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Months passed, winter easing gently into place, as southern winters do. The sun, warm as a blanket, wrapped Kya’s shoulders, coaxing her deeper into the marsh…
Collected Quotes
Pip Williams, The Bookbinder of Jericho
Jane Eyre. It was an Oxford World's Classics edition. Similar to the one we owned and similarly worn from constant handling. There was a difference between a book that was regularly opened and a book that was not. The smell, the resistance of the spine, the ease with...
Anna Funder, All That I Am
Quote 1: "The beauty of this city is too elemental, too fecund and raw, to be tamed by mere money. Though the financiers and bankers and dot.com millionaires hug the shoreline, their topiary palaces and towered developments will never conquer this landscape....
Elizabeth Strout, Lucy by the Sea
Quote 1: The weather stayed awful almost all of the time. Cold and brown and windy. But one day in the middle of April the sun came out and William and I walked out on the rocks–it was low tide–and then we walked to a closed store that was the only other building out...
Tim Winton, Cloudstreet
"Will you look at us by the river! The whole restless mob of us on spread blankets in the dreamy briny sunshine skylarking and chiacking about for one day, one clear clean, sweet day in a good world in the midst of our living. Yachts run before an unfelt gust with...
Kintsugi: Golden Joinery
A blind man’s fingers
Would trace a path
Across the knotted folds
Of knobbled flesh;
Linger over loss lines
Feel the weeping writ there
Thomas Hardy, Far from the Madding Crowd
The sky was clear – remarkably clear – and the twinkling of all the stars seemed to be but throbs of one body, timed as a common pulse…To persons standing alone on a hill during a clear midnight such as this, the roll of the world eastward is almost a palpable movement. The sensation may be caused by the panoramic glide of the stars past earthly objects, which is perceptible in a few minutes of stillness, or by the better outlook upon space that a hill affords, or by the wind, or by the solitude; but whatever be its origin the impression of riding along is vivid and abiding…
Punctuation Poems
O! Most Excellent Exclamation!
and
My Sweet Semi-colon
The Arms of the World
There is a place I go
High on a cliff
The Humming of My Blood
(run time approx. 75 minutes) Synopsis: The Humming of My Blood takes as its premise the intriguing true story of the birth of Nicaraguan Sign Language. This language was invented and refined by successive waves of deaf Nicaraguan children in the 1980s, when the first...