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A Mississippi dawn
Here are the first two paragraphs of Eudora Welty’s Losing Battles (Vintage, 1978):
When the rooster crowed, the moon had still not left the world but was going down on flushed cheek, one day short of the full. A long thin cloud crossed it slowly, drawing itself out like a name being called. The air changed, as if a mile or so away a wooden door had swung open, and a smell, more of warmth than wet, from the river at low stage, moved upward into the clay hills that stood in darkness.
Then a house appeared on its ridge, like an old man’s silver watch pulled once more out of its pocket. A dog leaped up from where he’d lain like a stone and began barking for today as if he meant never to stop.
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3 Comments
1. deane laczi replies at 3rd March 2008, 6:39 am :
Breathtaking!
2. sherry replies at 3rd March 2008, 9:03 am :
Deane! Good to hear from you. When Welty’s on her game, nobody can top her for prose poetry.
3. deane laczi replies at 3rd March 2008, 1:25 pm :
I am a fool for Welty, Sherry! Good to talk to you!
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