Magazines, books, signposts, poems — among the avalanche of words I’m always looking for one good line. A strong passage, an unexpected turn, a moment that lifts and holds. That’s the sign of a good time.

This week, I’ve been lucky to catch a few:

His words make a little corkscrew of sorrow twist inside you.

— by Dwight Garner in the The New York Times Book Review on Love, Joe: The Selected Letters of Joe Brainard [ Joe Brainard is author of the seminal stream-of-consciousness poetic memoir, I Remember, published in 1970 ]

At last she entered with a whoosh, as if a gust of wind had opened the door and she’d been blown through in its wake. She had hair the color of scotch, bright green eyes, and freckles that looked like tiny wet leaves stuck to the bridge of her nose.

— from The Tender Bar, a memoir by J.R. Moehringer

I don’t know what to do with old photographs anymore.

— from Congratulating Your Photograph On Your Move to London, a poem by Kami Enzie, appearing in Poet Lore, Volume 118. [ This poem excerpt served as a great writing prompt for me this week. Really, what do we do with old photographs? ]

We trawl the dopamine deserts of the same social media apps, looking for loud noises and bright colors to punctuate the malaise. We have near-unlimited access to information and somehow fail to be curious about any of it.

— from Grow Up, an essay by Helen Holmes, published in The New York Times Magazine

Your turn: Have you read (or written) a good line lately? Please share with me.

Stay curious & keep on.

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