Thursday, December 11, 2025

Love of Language

We have gotten lazy with language, our lexicon lazily 
Lingers on the same list of some few tens of thousand words,
Soit en anglais, et meme pire en français, mon prof m'encourage
A écrire d'une maniere plus nuance, avec mes milles de mots. 
How can one call themselves cultured with so many words
Having faded from the lexicon of the quotidien 
Late at night, once the lamps have been dimmed, their eyes are closed,
I linger over grammar, I lovingly seek to refine sentences, phrases, ideas,
Soit en anglais, soit en francais, the exercise entries are filled with 
Poorly formed scrawl, also filled her nights with this pursuit.
I can sense her in the room, wherever she may be. 

 

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