 And so we shared this secret in the presence of ghosts, in wind that called forth the muttering tepees, the blowing snow, the white air of the horses' nostrils. The cottonwoods behind us, their dead white branches angling to the threatening clouds, sheltered...  James Welch: A Critical Companiondoor Mary Jane Lupton - 2004 - 164 pagina’sGeen voorbeeld beschikbaar - Over dit boek
 | James Ruppert - 1995 - 206 pagina’s
...animals— where time and distance do not separate. The narrator says: "And so we shared this secret in the presence of ghosts, in wind that called forth...blowing snow, the white air of the horses' nostrils. The cottonwoods behind us, their dead white branches angling to the threatening clouds, sheltered these... | |
 | Chadwick Allen - 2002 - 324 pagina’s
...the winter landscape suddenly comes to life with the Blackfeet past: "And so we shared this secret in the presence of ghosts, in wind that called forth...blowing snow, the white air of the horses' nostrils. The cottonwoods behind us, their dead white branches angling to the threatening clouds, sheltered these... | |
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