Quotes About Heat-wave

There's a heat-wave in swallows — Dry static of the baked air crackling Off their wing-tips, and no let-up, round and Round and round the sun-struck dizzy buildings. There's thunder too in swallows. Glitter-dark, flickering over the white hay Where the flies hide from the lightning When the air tightens, and the whole sky sags low like a big, warm drop. What is loveliest about swallows Is the moment they come, The moment they dip in, and are suddenly there.

It had been at the height of the summer heat-wave of 1995. One day when she had been wearing the skimpiest outfit the Force could ever officially tolerate, she had seen in Strange's eyes what she thought (and almost hoped?) were the signs of some mild, erotic fantasy. 'You look very desirable, my girl!' That's all he said. Was that what people meant by 'sexual harassment