Brilliant Prose

Lovemaking in a Meadow / Hemingway

Lovemaking in a Meadow / Hemingway

I will start this category with one of my favorite writers: Ernest Hemingway. “Then there was the smell of the heather crushed and the roughness of the bent stalks under her head and the sun bright on her closed eyes and all his life he would remember the curve of her throat and her head […]