My Irritations, Aggravations and Inspirations

June 5, 2010 “The Sound…and the Fury?”

June 5, 2010   “The Sound…and the Fury? ”

I borrow the title above from William Faulkner, don’t particularly like Faulkner, tried to read “The Sound and the Fury” once…didn’t much care for it.  I did, however, like “As I Lay Dying”; you should read it, not too long and quite compelling, and though I’m not a huge fan of Faulkner, he did, after all, receive the Nobel Prize for literature and two Pulitzers, so he must have been a very good writer; what do I know?
Today I listened as a band of rogue thunderstorms rumbled and grumbled among the hills and hollers and ridges and valleys of East Tennessee.  They sounded fearsome and furious as they crashed and clashed, postured and pawed at the mountain sides and farms, and the streets and buildings, like young bulls vying and sparring to see which is the strongest, without a thought or care about the field of buttercups or patch of green, succulent grass they are trampling under hoof.  The thunderstorms flashed their lightning in a spectacular show of incredible power and terrible beauty. They let loose barrage after barrage of booming thunder as if they were a great army poised for battle, and attempting to frighten the enemy into submission, they bare their sabers and rattle their shields, then, in one voice and with all their might, they make a great, clamorous, echoing battle cry.  It’s all just show, and until the first blood is drawn, it’s just a dance, nothing more.  Today, in a distant thunderstorm, I witnessed Mother Nature doing a fantastic ballet, all about her domination and lordship over the earth and it’s inhabitants, but, in the end, it was all a big show…mostly just sound, and very little fury.

Just Say’n


One response

  1. “Sometimes I think it aint none of us pure crazy and aint none of us pure sane until the balance of us talks him that-a-way. It’s like it aint so much what a fellow does, but it’s the way the majority of folks is looking at him when he does it.” William Faulkner

    Lovely word visual on thunderstorms in East TN. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again…you have a talent for regional writing!

    June 5, 2010 at 7:32 am

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