Example Sentences

 

So, I am looking up the word “juxtaposition” to include a real definition as I set up this website. And Dictionary.com has an expanded view that offers multiple Example Sentences.

Oh my, what fun!

• It is a magical fusion, an unexpected juxtaposition that creates an otherworldly moment.
• The ironic juxtaposition of pleasure, cruelty, and a rusting tractor adds a distinctive local flourish.
• It's the juxtaposition of the nearby meadow flowers or turquoise lake that sets off the mountains' grandeur.
• Juxtaposition of widely divergent musical styles and idioms is nothing new.
• And the juxtaposition of soul and country makes it particularly memorable.
• There's a lot of people pushing and yelling, and it's a strange juxtaposition between the art of acting and the art of fashion.
• The installation concludes with an astonishing juxtaposition.
• It's a juxtaposition that accurately reflects his personality.
• Juxtaposition will take care of the seemingly non-creative bent of machine intelligence.
• Linear time disappears in favor of a poetic meditation upon the object, and within it, a curious juxtaposition of imagery.
• But it's the juxtaposition of these things that it's got going for it.

Really?

Of course, even if my concern is heartfelt and artless, what can I really do with someone else's rocks? I can't control other people,or their actions. Sometimes good advice is irritating. A good example can even provoke undesired behavior out of pure contentiousness.

Other people's rocks distract me from toting my own. Hmn?

Just Relax

 I wish I had written this marvelous poem. I return to it often when I feel stressed or confused. Many of the specifics do NOT apply to my life, but they fit. Enjoy.

Relax by Ellen Bass

Bad things are going to happen.

Your tomatoes will grow a fungus

and your cat will get run over.

Someone will leave the bag with the ice cream

melting in the car and throw

your blue cashmere sweater in the drier.

Your husband will sleep

with a girl your daughter’s age, her breasts spilling

out of her blouse. Or your wife

will remember she’s a lesbian

and leave you for the woman next door. The other cat—

the one you never really liked—will contract a disease

that requires you to pry open its feverish mouth

every four hours. Your parents will die.

No matter how many vitamins you take,

how much Pilates, you’ll lose your keys,

your hair and your memory. If your daughter

doesn’t plug her heart

into every live socket she passes,

you’ll come home to find your son has emptied

the refrigerator, dragged it to the curb,

and called the used appliance store for a pick up—drug money.

There’s a Buddhist story of a woman chased by a tiger.

When she comes to a cliff, she sees a sturdy vine

and climbs half way down. But there’s also a tiger below.

And two mice—one white, one black—scurry out

and begin to gnaw at the vine. At this point

she notices a wild strawberry growing from a crevice.

She looks up, down, at the mice.

Then she eats the strawberry.

So here’s the view, the breeze, the pulse

in your throat. Your wallet will be stolen, you’ll get fat,

slip on the bathroom tiles of a foreign hotel

and crack your hip. You’ll be lonely.

Oh taste how sweet and tart

the red juice is, how the tiny seeds

crunch between your teeth.