Simply put, the best sentence(s) I’ve read this past week, presented out of context and without commentary.
I saw her coming from a long way off,
that singular, side-to-side, whisk-broom movement
as she swung her arms and legs, brushing
the morning and its inertia aside,
and the dew which throughout the cool night
had settled on the path like starlight.
“The Rollerblader” from Splitting an Order by Ted Kooser