Yesterday as we were listening to an audio version of "Young Goodman Brown," this sentence caught my eye (though I've read it a hundred times, this line never hit me like it did yesterday. I think it's because I've been working on crafting vivid descriptions and images with my college comp class) -- "He had taken a dreary road, darkened by all the gloomiest trees of the forest, which barely stood aside to let the narrow path creep through, and closed immediately behind." Now that is sinister description if I've ever seen one.
It's almost as good as this great little poem I once came across --
"Come now,
my child,
if we were planning
to harm you, do you think
we'd be lurking here
beside the path
in the very dark-
est part of
the forest" -- Kenneth Patchen.
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