Saturday, September 17, 2011

Delicious Words

My poem Hypnogogic Grace was born when I was reading Jung not long ago. Hypnogogic refers to the state just before or after waking, when auditory or visual hallucinations are most likely to take place.

So many of the most delicious words have fallen out of favor, or are part of a jargon to which few will ever be exposed. In most of our lives it isn't important to know that a scroop is a rustle of silk, that to be impecunious is to have no cash or money (I should know that word by now), or that to be gambrinous is to be full of beer (another word with which I should be quite familiar).

And were you aware that a spermologer is one who collects trivia?

Just because the RAM of our modern brains has become so saturated with the minutiae of "civilized" life, doesn't mean we shouldn't indulge in the more esoteric of the bon mots at our disposal.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Quote of the Day

"All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind." Khalil Gibran

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Announcement

Check out issue #2 of inkscrawl on September 7th for a new poem. It's a great journal for minimalist speculative poetry.

Quote of the Day

"It's better to be the worst of the best than the best of the worst." Me.

Friday, September 2, 2011