All along the backwater, Through the rushes tall, Ducks are a-dabbling, Up tails all! — Kenneth Grahame Copy Share Image
“This was the place that shaped Arthur, this backwater, where the deep British past persisted the way scraps of winter snow last… — Lev Grossman Copy Share Image
“Bailey’s eyes rolled upward. “The man ran a merry-go-round in a backwater town. Get over it.” — Shelley Noble Copy Share Image
