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).