agleam

He is all agleam with bullion, a blue-and-gold edition of the Poetry of War.

His face was hard, his eyes agleam. He bad almost the look of a bird of prey.

The Return of the Everton Moggy I'M THE Everton moggy, I said I'd be back here to play it cool Learning to take charge of humans is our first lesson in kitten school I don't need a fast car, a bus will do Time to turn the season around Now watch how I box off their defenders The away supporters emitting no sound A respectful suggestion to our manager, make ME captain of the team One look at me and the opposition will back off with my claws and fangs all agleam And if that doesn't work the snarl will indeed.

There are eighty-five of these children, girls and boys, and as the sister leads us from room to room over bare floors agleam with the perfect polish of cleanliness we see something of the sweet and simple home life, the exquisite, fragrant tone of purity and purity that pervades the whole mission.

Lanes sometimes like a fairy world agleam with sunshine of a bright summer; a summer which was brightest of all times.

Stumbling back to my cottage, I'm a thread born from spider body, agleam. I'm tethered to the dirt, yet flickering: made of air and sun and birdsong.

Seen in the right light--that of a sunny autumn day in Chicago, for instance, with the Trump International Hotel & Tower all agleam, and Mayor Rahm Emanuel bounding up the splendid beaux-arts staircase of the Cultural Center past architect Jeanne Gang as she explained her latest ideas about police stations--architecture resembles nothing so much as politics played backward.

With rays ablaze on Hester's face and agleam off her rich hair, we have reason to recognize a veritable aureole that replicates, as elsewhere in the narrative, the halos of not only saints but also Madonna and child in Christian art and iconography, an evocation of glorification but, with considerable confidence, not without irony given the sexual energy that fuels the transmutation.

[Nazim] pulls the photo from his wallet, giving thanks, even to the Brazilian who owns his kidney, which rides a limo through the boulevards of Rio & daily rubs against a money belt thick with bills & floats beside a bladder streaming piss into a marble urinal, its goal-platted fixtures agleam. Praise Allah, as if justice & injustice could be equally miraculous...

There's a whisper on the night-wind, there's a star agleam to guide us;