Description
Like timid pizzicatos riding a sustained legato, the cricket sounds outside my window are cradling themselves in the fused night noises. Rising in gentle crescendos above them are waves of wind; now they waken the leaves; soft bits of breeze sift through screen and curtain to move a curl across my cheek - shyly, like a child fearfully touching a dog; and shyly too, retire till the now tremulous vibrato of the crickets plays the nocturnal solo once more. The wind mounts again. It throbs against these brick walls; rudely musses my hair, disturbing my thoughts; the sleeper on the bed behind me moves in unconscious annoyance.
Recommended Citation
Fisher, Alice Jean
(1942)
"Rhapsodically Speaking,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 9
:
Iss.
2
, Article 17.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol9/iss2/17
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