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.”
To the south, there are five other cottages, cloaked from one another by a dense growth of trees—mostly spruce, but also pine, cedar, and poplar, whose leaves in the wind sound like hands clapping.
Source: Alan Lightman, “The Infinity of the Small” (Harper’s)
“…like hands clapping”. Yes, marvellous. Good writing enables the reader to hear sometimes as well as to see. Thank you, Erika.
Isn’t it a wonderful line? I wanted to find a photo to do it justice. I don’t think that I succeeded, but I did want to try.
And overhead the aspen heaves
Its rainy-sounding silver leaves….
—Shropshire Lad 26
Aspens are a species of poplar.
Lovely. Thank you.