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My story by this title appears in the current edition of Susurrus.

Enjoy:

http://susurrusmagazine.com/

I did :smiley:

Thanks :laughing:

Yeah that was pretty cool.

Your stuff always makes me cry. That was terrific.

Nice work, Dale. If we have any imagination at all, we must have similiar thoughts about the spirits that haunt houses, business buildings, and places in the natural world. When I was a child, I was allowed to explore the woods along White River near my home. As I did so, I sometimes got into a quiet mental space where I would conjure up thoughts of Native Americans that walked those same banks before me. Occasionally, I would find a remnant of their presence, such as an arrow head that had been resurrected by the farmer’s plow.

Dale, your piece reminds me of a song that I listened to today. Another thread on this page mentions the new CD, “Cross the Water”, by Cindy Kallet and Grey Larsen. Track 7 on the CD, “Lull Myself Asleep”, was written by Dillon Bustin using the words from Henry David Thoreau’s classic, “Walden”. The song is about Thoreau’s remembering the inhabitants that used to inhabit the woods around Walden pond. It is a beautiful tribute to a person whose writing had a major influence on how I went about living my life.

I did not know what susurrus meant. Clearly, neither does my MacBook as it is now underlined in red. I looked it up. The MacBook did not.

That’s one of the words I came across when investigating onomatopoeia (yes, I’m a rug wetter).

djm

I didn’t know what the word meant either, however, I will share the definition that my old dictionary gives. “Susurus” is a noun that means a whispering or rustling sound, hence the reference to onomatopoeia in djm’s post. Susurus, however, is not a good scrabble word, having to use three “s” and three 'u" tiles for a small point total.

Dale, it seems to me that your story falls very nicely in place in a literary journal entitled “Susurus”. Please share more of your work with us.

And please note Doug–in case you find yourself in the remarkable position of being able to play the word in Scrabble–that you’d need 2 "r"s. susurrus.

Why do I keep hearing Phil Collins’ voice in my head when I think of the word “susurrus”?

Spelling was never my strong suit. Thanks for the correction. I see that I would have to use another vowel if I wanted to use the word as an adjective. The susurrous cacophony disturbed the evening quiet.
“Out of my poetry class,” my teacher yelled, as she pointed to the door.

I just say the word.