Monday, November 9, 2015
I Understand Thoreau Now....Another Short Story By Me
THOREAU AND PHILOSOPHY OF NATURE: The crusty old man with pain in his tortured legs stared out the bus window at the beautiful Italian countryside. He found himself drowning in memories. The writer, Henry David Thoreau, had always been a baffling mystery to him. But now seeing the looping, sleek beauty of the high mountains of Italy he felt more truthful realizations about life than he had in a long time. He heard the rapid fire Italian voice of the female tour guide and he knew he was being blessed. It was like listening to the jovial strains of Puccini. Thoreau and Nature now made sense. He felt wild happiness running through his bloodstream.
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Nice Writing
THE GOOD terse writing of Ernest Hemingway is a real joy. He does not use too many adjectives. His 'Torrents' is a fine tome.
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COOLING OFF WITH WEST COAST JAZZ is loads of fun. The temp is wildly hot now and so I listened to Art Pepper jazz, grand West Coast stuff....
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