Sunday Sentence

In which I participate in David Abrams’s “Sunday Sentence” project, sharing the best sentence I’ve read during the past week, “out of context and without commentary.”

Poets come in the evening into the Old City
and they emerge from it pockets stuffed with images
and metaphors and little well-constructed parables
and crepuscular similes from among columns and crypts,
from within darkening fruit
and delicate filigree of hammered hearts.

Source: Yehuda Amichai, “Jerusalem, 1967” (trans. Stephen Mitchell), in The Poetry of Yehuda Amichai (edited by Robert Alter).

Midweek Notes from a Practicing Writer

Three quick things:

Image description: laptop, open notebook, mug, flowers.

1. Some of the happiest, most engaged hours I spent this past week were the hours I devoted to revising four poems. These are all pieces that I’d drafted in meetings of my text-study-and-writing group, which means that they’re all connected in some way with Jewish text/tradition. (more…)