toward the end of may, i posted a week of first paragraphs from novels whose authors i admire. today, i’m doing it again…who knows, it may be another week of them.
“a young man leans with one shoulder against the wall, and his slender body remains motionless against the huge open slab of night sky and night water behind him. he is facing the river. little waves scuttling shoreward from a passing, passed scow slap against boards: perfunctory applause. on the other side of the water, lights trace senseless paths up across hills, lash-marks left by an amateur whip. he turns toward me a look of hope tempered by discretion, eyes dilated by a longing too large–as large as this briny night panel behind him–to focus in on any single human being.” –edmund white, nocturnes for the king of naples
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