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Sesquipedalians Rule
“Give a silent man a pen and a piece of paper.”
--Criss Jami.
Some folks
who bump into
a strange new word
become bumfuzzled.
Most poets, however
are stricken with forelsket,
and just can’t wait
to look the word up.
Once the interloper
is defined,
they embrace
merak, and the universe
has a scintilla of joy.
It is not that we eniteo.
or achieve enlightenment,
but we do feel
the stir of susurrus
as we close our eyes
that are awash with phospenes.
Then we connect
to our orenda, becoming
an outlaw of the sensorium.
Later,
by the sea,
as we stare
into a empyrean sky
rife with fire,
witnessing the sun
dipping behind the flat horizon,
we reside, temporarily
at our querencia, and we feel
a bit alliferous
as we levitate.
Glenn Buttkus
Posted over at d'Verse Poet's Pub
