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My weekly contribution to David Abrams’ “Sunday Sentence” project in which participants share the best sentence read during the past week “out of context and without commentary.”

Imagine an architect’s paradise,
to solve the tough problems
of height and width and weight,
how to soundproof the beehive
of cramped rooms that will echo
with trumpeting blasts of rage,
whether showers are optional,
the logistical nightmare of trunks.

SOURCE:   Opening lines of “Elephant Hotel” from Jo Pitkin’s Cradle of the American Circus: Poems from Somers, NY

 

 

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