American Sentence LXXXI
Cowboy, red hair cowlick-ruled, breathes air backwards, washes his mind empty.
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Cowboy, red hair cowlick-ruled, breathes air backwards, washes his mind empty.
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Have you ever thought of doing a cento with a string of these? They are very enjoyable as images.
I’m dreading June 30. I want to keep reading these as if they are a form of daily devotional!
breathes air backwards and cowlick-ruled. Such depth you give in so few words.
Amazing image in just one sentence.
“washes his mind empty” is so intriguing! Again, you condense an entire story into 17 syllables in a way that endlessly intrigues me. Love “cowlick-ruled” as a perfect descriptor.
What an intriguing poem. Creates quite a narrative with so few words.
How many cowboys, on this train, I wonder…
When I start going into withdrawal in early july, I might back and draw a mind map of who’s who doing what.
I am not ready to let that train go.
Thank you Pam for the welcome whistle in our daily routines.
It seems like you know this cowboy well!
Ok now, Pam. I may have to write one of these. It’s going to be all your fault.
Absolutely brilliant! I want the book!
This is wonderful!