thrilling voice. It was the kind of voice that the ear follows
up and down as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that
will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely
with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright
passionate mouth-but there was an excitement in her
voice that men who had cared for her found difficult
to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered "Listen,"
a promise that she had done gay, exciting things
just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things
hovering in the next hour. (pg.13)
I like the paragraph that you picked because it is very descriptive. You can really see her, cant you?
ReplyDelete@Cassandra: Yes, I can judst imagine her face, he describes her so well.
DeleteDo you know any with a voice like daisy's?
ReplyDelete@Genave: Not really, but it seems like she has a low and sweet voice.
Deletewhy did you pick this picture to go with your poem
ReplyDelete@Gaynell: Because the ladies eyes and lips seem bright and when I saw this picture I could picture Daisy in my head.
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