American Sentence LXXIV
The child presses nose on train window, breath blooming white; he disappears.
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The child presses nose on train window, breath blooming white; he disappears.
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“breath blooming white” is beautiful, Pam!
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beautiful and makes me want more…..
digging deep for more!
Finally made it aboard and heck yeah!!!!! What a sight!
New favorite 😍 so much story
So deeply grounded in the sentence. If I can speak for Ginsberg and I don’t do so lightly.
“Pam! This is what the form was invented for.” I want to say something
But my spellcheck keeps changing it to.something about ducks………..
Kigo, kiregi….the ducking whole fam damily…..bravo!!!
still laughing….
And soooo American…..my face is splitting…….he did it so we could do this…. In english……this.
OK….. 😆 I’m done.
Thank you thanks you
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Such a clear image—there’s some magic here!
The child presses nose
on train window, breath blooming white; he disappears.
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What a breathtaking image.
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This is a see and feel poetic form. Beautiful image.
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Ha! Bright gem! As kids, we would watch the bathroom mirror steam up, and whammo – we were gone!
yep!
Such compact storytelling. Pam. Train transporting child on journey, evidence of breathing; gone. We journey through this fleeting life and disappear, too. Evocative and multi-layered
Thank you and yes!
Oh! ” breath blooming white; he disappears” !!!
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So sympathetic and uniquely–perfectly–rendered. You create images that breath new life into the common and profound. I love it.
Thank you, Shaun. 🙂
Love the breath, a sign of life, appearing and, in turn, making the boy disappear. Great juxtaposition.
Thank you, Maira.
Your best American sentence I’ve read. And so universal, yet specific.
Thanks, Nettie! Glad you enjoyed this one.