American Sentence LXVIII
The train, veiled between worlds, threads the greying darkness, spooling Shangri-la.
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The train, veiled between worlds, threads the greying darkness, spooling Shangri-la.
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Lovely. There’s something about a train that captures the imagination. One of my favorite sentences.
Ohhh…..”spooling”
threads / spools
right on target.
This is one of my favorite sentence poems of yours. So rich. “spooling Shangrila” is icing on this cake.
One of my favorites of yours
Ooh – this is a favorite for me too – the sounds, the words, the mystery . . .
Very smooth!
Articulate and imaginative perception. Speaks to my life experience, “veiled between worlds, threads the greying darkness.” Mystery of the journey
Motion and mystery captured in 17!
Every word beautiful. What a sentence!!