What is "wickerwork"

Usage examples of "wickerwork".

It was all at once home, the hall with the dishes stowed in the clothing lockers and the living room which was bedroom by night, with boxes lashed in the corner, Downer wickerwork, with what should have gone into the hall lockers.

Tanto was seated now in the contraption that Favio and Fabel had commissioned for his use: a long, wickerwork chair with two small wheels attached in which the invalid would be able to propel himself along the flatter pathways surrounding the villa.

Even Hylas, who usually frisked at my feet like a puppy when we went outdoors, had flopped down in the shade of the disputed wickerwork and lay panting.

It was obvious that the well-armed men and women would have had little to fear in an open contest with the ruffianish throng had there not been so many of them, for their armament was mostly pitifulhere and there was a sword or an axe or a real lance, but the bulk were furnished only with crude-looking wickerwork targes and a few darts or a stabbing spear or a thick club.

James leant back in her lounge of gilt wickerwork, against a gold-embroidered cushion, and Portia gave herself up to a day-dream under the shadow of a spreading fern-tree.

Against a wickerwork of roots buttressing the mudbank was his flatboat.

We wove them into the wickerwork of our palanquins until they looked as though white quilts had been thrown over them.

But by shifting a wickerwork creel a few inches to one side, Tommy could mask the radio set from view anywhere in the room, and still not impair the pick-up qualities of the sensitive carbon microphone.

Along two opposite sides stood eight gas cylinders, four each side, fastened to the wickerwork with rubber straps.

The study room had a low table and a cushioned low icpali chair to sit on, and a wickerwork chest that I could keep my clothes and books in, and a lava-rock heating brazier already laid with mizquitl logs, and a sufficiency of candles so that I could study comfortably even after dark, and a mirror of polished tezcatl—the rare clear crystal that gave a definitive reflection, not the cheaper dark kind in which one's face was only dimly visible.

Too narrow to be correctly called an avenue, hardly wider than a lane, the street featured not a single eucalyptus, as far as he could discern, but was flanked by Indian laurels and by old olive trees with exquisitely gnarled trunks and limbs that cast a wild wickerwork of shadows in the amber glow of streetlamps.