by beatriceotto | Apr 11, 2017 | triologisms
Having had refreshing cool drinks out of hollowed-out coconuts, I like hearing of the equivalent in pineapples, and of course, the glorious idea of swimming in water so clear you can see your own shadow on the sea bed. ‘I remember rum and coconut drinks from...
by beatriceotto | Apr 11, 2017 | triologisms
Eye dazzling whiteness of sand – I remember such a place in Brazil, where you could hardly gaze at the beach it was so bright. ‘A few steps from the beach and its almost snow-blind sands, and one entered another world and season…’ Source:...
by beatriceotto | Apr 11, 2017 | triologisms
A warm, lively image of a Sunday morning family stroll to church. ‘Dandy fathers and brothers, and straw-bonneted mothers, shepherd the dazzling children to church, which in a while breaks forth with such beats of song you might think the occasion a...
by beatriceotto | Apr 11, 2017 | triologisms
An evocative image of deep-wooded creeks, especially when you imagine people bound for America, often forced to leave, looking upon them as their last sight of home. ‘The deep-wooded creeks round Cobh and Kinsale are whitened by yachts and herons, and the green...
by beatriceotto | Apr 11, 2017 | triologisms
The second time Laurie Lee uses this original idea of ‘grape-blue’ to describe a colour. ‘… the slow talk of the Jamaicans and their grape-blue skins, the supreme grace of their walking…’ Source: Laurie Lee, I Can’t Stay Long...
by beatriceotto | Apr 11, 2017 | triologisms
Yes, brown hours spent in a place of rippling reefs and sheet-smooth beaches, the sea washing the shore and cleaning your soul of stress. ‘Barbados is rich in … the sheet-smooth beaches and their rippling reefs and the brown hours spent beside them.’...
by beatriceotto | Mar 28, 2017 | triologisms
A striking metaphor for bicycle handlebars ranged alongside each other against a wall, like the interlocking of deers’ antlers. ‘… piling their bicycles against the university buildings like herds of silver-antlered deer.’ Source: Laurie Lee, I...
by beatriceotto | Mar 28, 2017 | triologisms
One sentence and tens of thousands of years of habitation and decoration. ‘This is an old stretch of land whose signs of occupation go back to the beginnings of man, with rich-painted caves scattered throughout the area – and some of them still...
by beatriceotto | Mar 28, 2017 | triologisms
Laurie Lee depicts a magical, medieval aspect, with creeper leaves reminding him of pointy eared devils. ”s-Hertogenbosch is no tourist town, but has mysterious beauties of its own, where motionless canals, full of silver light, lap the houses like baths of...
