To whom does this terrace belong? —With its limestone crumbling into fine greyish dust,Its bevy of bees, and its wind-beaten rickety sun-chairs?Not to me, but this lizard,Older than I, or the cockroach.
[My forthcoming book features] Noelle's experience as a loveable, yet very unconventional looking dog, who must find her way through life in her new adopted home, feeling different and confronting a bevy of clustered animal cliques whose ultimate reluctance to include Noelle in their world is soon offset by Noelle's true, albeit hidden, beauty. [I hope it has] special resonance with the immigrant communities in the United States (primarily of Hispanic heritage) who may, like Noelle, feel they culturally do not, and will not, fit in with a culture so foreign from their own.gloria estefan
But a bevy of Eroses apple-cheeked In a shallop of crystal ivory-beaked.