The very long sentence is maybe my favorite art form, above even poems

Though as distributed across lines and stanzas, like in @CPhillipsPoet or Linda Gregerson, it’s an even greater experience, syntax glowing from those intersections

Among senses, smell was the strongest--smell of hot pine-woods and sweet-fern in the scorching summer noon; of new-mown hay; of ploughed earth; of box hedges; of peaches, lilacs, syringas; of stables, barns, cow-yards; of salt water and low tide on the marshes; nothing came amiss

Like that. From Henry Adams

Hopping back on this thread to say that a very forgotten writer, the literary historian and middlebrow popularizer, a kind of book club standby, Van Wyck Brooks, wrote some of the greatest American sentences. Truly. Thread w/in a thread:

One saw the surface best perhaps at Newport,
for visibility there was a fact and a virtue. Besides, at this well-known watering-place, the old and the new regime dwelt side by side as nowhere else. While the ancient wharves and warehouses spoke of the past...