Those listed as Ethiopian (Afrotropical) were: apicalis, braunsi, cruciger, crux, fortipes, fulvicollis, funebris, humeralis, hyaeiformis [sic = hylaeiformis], insignis, maculatus, magnificus, munroi, nomada, nynkinensis [sic = nyukinus], pretoriensis, quadrimaculatus, reynaudii, splendens, susurrus
, tricolor, tricolor reynaudii, unifasciatus, variegatus, zonalis.
Especially convincing is G.'s use of the pseudo-Lucianic Amores to show how the generic markers he has been tracing throughout the chapter (especially the lepidus susurrus
and mireris) not only are linked to another marker (sermo Milesius), but also they themselves originate in the Milesian Tales of Aristides.
A river runs through it, carrying a susurrus
of advanced ideas to the sea.
Already there is said to be a susurrus
of unease in the ruling PML-N particularly in south Punjab where MNAs are jumping ship in the direction of a nascent 'new province' party.
: Kertesz 1909: 102 (catalogue); Hull 1960: 217.
waves are like the churning of our minds, it's
PORT TALBOT: Margam Park (01639 881635), Susurrus
. David Leddy's site-specific play.
And the cicadas were chanting, and the willows were straggling their tresses in the water, and the cottonwood and the ash were making that late summer hush, that susurrus
. After a while we went on back to the car and came home.
The title poem, "Susurrus
in the Skull," achieves the feat of bridging both Western literary tradition and the customs of India.
Although the arrangement of the volume is alphabetical by author, it opens appropriately with an essay on the Prologue by Luca Graverini ("A lepidus susurrus
. Apuleius and the fascination of poetry") who generously (and he says hastily) offered his contribution in place of that of Stelios Panayotakis who was unable to prepare his paper for publication.
of text echoed the dull hum of the omnipresent neon, a sound that can be oppressive.
But I was nudged awake by what seemed like waves seeping onto the sand-here, in a house in the city, the only nearby water the fetid Charles River--but which was in fact the sound of my father scratching himself in his sleep, the susurrus
of fingernails moving across skin.