Author’s Note

There are lines

squiggly and bent

to separate and enfold

One’s words told

for others to behold.

 

There are lines

blocked straight

that conceal internal thoughts

secured and unrevealed.

 

There are lines I speak

when spoken to others

that provoke a response:

 

               What say you, Kevin.

               Do you need to amend

               your thoughtless words?

 

Come now, Judge,

Be not the harbinger

of heartless words.

 

Only to return to private thoughts.

Please consider the following words:            our    hour    aspire

 

          For too many years, I have agonized over the syllabication of these words and other similar phonetically structured ones. Poetically, I count syllables, and have wavered between counting, ‘our’ as having one or two syllables.

          My natural sensibilities, freed from academic pundits, push me to make my count of ‘our’ as two syllables just as ‘ginger’ is two. Thus ‘aspire’ is three, not two, syllables.

          It is the subtlety of pronunciation. ‘Ginger’ according to my dictionary splits the two syllables into: ‘gin’ and ‘ger’. No problem given the rules taught to me and enforced by the Roman Catholic nuns of my elementary school. Here is the kick. The phonetic spelling of ‘ginger’, according to my dictionary is ‘jinjer’ is divided as ‘jin’ / ‘jer’. Unfortunately, I do not believe that is how the word is pronounced in the common tongue. My natural tendency is to say, “jinj / ‘er’ because ‘er’ is the dominate sound. Therefore, the word ‘our’ has two equally strong sounds: ‘ou’ (as in the word “ow”) and ‘er’ as in “water” without the ‘t’.

          Needless to say, this is probably argumentative. However I am hence forth counting ‘our’ as two syllables and ‘aspire’ as three, etcetera.

Preface

In the year twenty twenty,

I, Marlo, steered attention

 

to a lengthy tale

of confusion and some fear,

illusions and facts

 

and human acts that would show

possibilities hidden

 

that sow desires,

companionship in fierce feuds

between enemies

 

and young lovers quivering

for warmth, kindness, and freedom.

 

Come, hear and adhere

to creativity’s force

to course through rock

 

or infuse warm, perfumed air

with fragrant, healthy pleasure.