Wednesday, 22 June 2016
-copied from here.
I copied this passage because it explains a word used by Poul Anderson:
"This was a chilly fall day. Wind boomed across stubblefields and the grey heath beyond them. Clouds hastened through an ice-pale sky where a flight of storks was outward bound, high and high above. Close down, some ravens flapped black and grukking. Off on one side lifted a wood, leaves ablaze in red, russet, brass, bronze, ripped loose and whirled away by the blast. Afar northward, a steel glimmer bespoke the sea." (Hrolf Kraki's Saga, p. 124)
Only three senses here but a vivid descriptive passage nevertheless.