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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.”

I learned to dread winter early,

before fall showed any real sign

of itself, the world still filled

with locusts, crickets, bees in the boneset,

ashen moths quickening the dusk.

SOURCE:  Lines from Claudia Emerson‘s poem “Chimney Fire” in Pulitzer Prize-Winning Collection Late Wife (LSU Press, Southern Messenger Series)

 

 

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