Rachael Hip-Flores and Bill Galarno in Two Gents
Rachael and her Streamy
A bit of Jersey writing before we sign off today...
THE cold passed reluctantly from the earth,
and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched
out on the hills, resting. As the landscape
changed from brown to green, the army awak-
ened, and began to tremble with eagerness at the
noise of rumors. It cast its eyes upon the roads,
which were growing from long troughs of liquid
mud to proper thoroughfares. A river, amber-
tinted in the shadow of its banks, purled at the
army's feet; and at night, when the stream had
become of a sorrowful blackness, one could see
across it the red, eyelike gleam of hostile camp-
fires set in the low brows of distant hills.
...From The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane, Newark/Asbury Park
Keep reading and writing,
Maureen
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