Landscapes
land·scape
L0037400 (lănd′skāp′)Landscapes
See Also: MOUNTAINS, NATURE, ROAD SCENES, PONDS AND STREAMS, TREES
- The corn is as high as an elephant’s eye and it looks like it’s climbin’ clear up to the sky —Oscar Hammerstein, II, from opening lyric for Oklahoma.
- The country lay like an abandoned theatrical backdrop, tarnished and yellow —Beryl Markham
- The endless fields glowed like a hearth in firelight —Eudora Welty
- A farm … off the road … glittering like a photo in a picture book with its twin silos pointing to heaven like two fat white fingers —Harvey Swados
- Fields like squares of a chessboard and trees and houses like dolls’ furniture —Hugh Walpole
- The fields shone and seemed to tremble like a veil in the light —Eudora Welty
- The fields were like icing sugar —Joyce Cary
- The fields [in March] were white as bones and dry as meal —M. J. Farrell
- Gardens, crowded with flowers of every rich and beautiful tint, sparkled … like beds of glittering jewels —Charles Dickens
- Great spots of light like white wine splash over the Jardins Publiques —Katherine Mansfield
- Green hummocks like ancient cannon-balls sprouting grass —Elizabeth Bishop
- The land flowed like white silk … flat as a bed sheet and empty as the moon —Frank Ross
- Landscape as precise and vibrant as fine writing —Sharon Sheehe Stark
- The landscape boiled around her like a pan of beans —Dilys Laing
- Landscape … gaunt and bleak like the face of the moon —Donald Seaman
- Landscape … like a gray sink —Paul Theroux
- The landscape [when it snows] lumps like flour gravy —Lisa Ress
- Landscapes … like sorrows, they require some distance —Donald Justice
- The landscape was bleak and bereft of color … like a painting in grisaille with its many tints of gray —Barbara Taylor Bradford
- The landscape was yellowish and purple, speckled like a leopard skin —Nikos Kazantzakis
- The lawn looked as expensive as a velvet carpet woven in one piece —Edith Wharton
- The lawns looked artificial, like green excelsior or packing material —Saul Bellow
- The lawn, spread out like an immense green towel —Ludwig Bemelmans
- Light hits that field, like silk being rubbed the wrong way —John Gunther
- The long slope of the park dipped like a length of green stuff with a ceiling cloth of blue and pink smoke high above —Virginia Woolf
- Meadows carpeted with buttercups, like slabs of gold in the somber forest —John Fowles
- Patches of earth showed through the snow, like ink spots spreading on a sheet of white blotting paper —Edith Wharton
- Petals … fell on the grass like spilled paint —Laurie Colwin
- Populating the field in dark humps, like elephants moving across savannah, were scores of great round straw bales —Will Weaver
- Pretty cubes and loaves of new houses are strewn among the pines, like sugar lumps —Walker Percy
- Smooth swelling fields, like waves —Wilbur Daniel Steele
- The stony landscape … is full of craters and frozen lights like a moon —Erich Maria Remarque
- Swelling smooth fields like pale breasts —Wilbur Daniel Steele
- The reeds and willow bushes looked like little islands swaying in the wind —Leo Tolstoy
- Vast lawns that extend like sheets of vivid green —Washington Irving
Irving’s simile was inspired by English park scenery.
- The wet countryside glistened and dripped as though it had been freshly scrubbed —Robert Traver
- Wet furry fields lay like the stomachs of soft animals bared to the sky —Julia O’Faolain
- Wet pine growth reflects the sunlight like steel knitting needles —Walker Percy
- When you drive by them [the woods] fast, the crop rows in between spin like spokes on a turning wheel —Alec Wilkinson, New Yorker, August 12, 1985
- The whole landscape loomed absolute, as the antique world was once —Sylvia Plath
- The whole [valley] was like a broad counterpane, hued in rust and yellow and golden brown —Beryl Markham