I haven’t been posting many text fragments lately… becoming more of an e-books person has helped me to fall out of the habit of collecting them. But since I’m working on reading more I want to get back into this habit, and I also want to post some of the lovely bits and pieces I’ve collected but never posted. And one of my favorites–even though it’s very short–is this crisp, elegant, utterly perfect image from Samuel R. Delaney.
The moon, revealed once more, was a polished bone joint jammed on the sky.
–Samuel R. Delaney, THE EINSTEIN INTERSECTION
What I admire about this is that it has the economy and precision of poetry–it needs nothing more than what it already has.
