Big Thoughts, Human-sized Canvas
Some writers for children deliberately avoid using words they think a child doesn’t know. This emasculates the prose and, I suspect, bores the reader. Children are game for anything. I throw them hard words, and they backhand…
Let every thought, too, soldier-like, be stripped,
And roughly look’d over…
A mist of words,
Like haloes round the moon, though they enlarge…
One ownership does not cancel out the other. Alice subtracted one from 365, demonstrating that there are indeed 364 un-birthdays in a year – and of course Humpty Dumpty had to check her work. Humpty Dumpty…
Salomon turns the color of his hair, brick-red; even his shirty eyes go bloodshot, but from his full, pleasant mouth pours a flood of almost amorous supplications.
“My darling, my pet, don’t start saying silly things. I’ve…”
Groovinando to the mondo job of learning a new language involves a lot of use-it-or-lose-it practice, and, let’s face it, there are few things as frustrating, funny and potentially productive as scholastic alpha dogs practicing sub beta conversation skills on each other.
