Saturday, 17 October 2020

Five Senses, Whooping Wind And A Hovering Hawk

There Will Be Time, V.

Boating on Lake Winnego:

Robert Anderson smokes a pipe;

the boom swooshes and rattles and the cool wind whoops;

blue water glitters;

Anderson and Havig smell fields, trees, apple blossoms and fresh-turned earth;

a hawk hovers.

Tobacco, sounds, coolness, color and scents make five senses and the hawk on the wind is another frequent ingredient.

1 comment:

Sean M. Brooks said...

Kaor, Paul!

Yes, all of these are standard features in Anderson's stories. I hope readers will not get the impression that he was "repetitive" in any unfortunate sense. No, he used such things skillfully and with imagination, so that I don't think any reader thought they were obtrusive.

Ad astra! Sean