“Look Homeward, Angel,” by Thomas Wolfe

  “..There was a sharp bite and sparkle in the mountain air: the range soared above him, close, immense, clean, and barren. The trees rose gaunt and stark: they were almost leafless. The sky was full of windy white rags of cloud, a thick blade of mist washed slowly around the rampart of a mountain.”Continue reading ““Look Homeward, Angel,” by Thomas Wolfe”