Mortis

Rupert Brooke, 1912 The Old Vicarage.

Yes, a looker. Poets always are.

Rigor, but not exactly mortis (yet), hahahah.
I gotta get to a pile of corrections, and a couple of hours of writing. At least the weather is miserable, will be ok with a big pot of tea and music on. (with Elmo singing faintly in the distance, heheh..It's still Elmo, Nil, but not Dora no more, fortunately).

Yes they are.
They capture you with their thoughts and you wish to understand their very essence through their words. For a moment, measured in a heart-beat, they hope you will.
Does the reader touch the poet ?

..for today: dolce

Does the reader touch the poet.. I think readers gotta be as much of poets as those who wrote the piece. They recreate. We all do. And well. Without receptive interpretation there's no meaning. Echo needs ears to be heard and resonate.

Today's Special is common good. And our inability to define it.

Pianississimo.

Perhaps tis the only way to be genuine..


soliloquy

For your response reminded me of a Postmodern reading of Hamlet.

Vote!

Is that your Word of Today?

Ayy, I got another one, snow.

Yep. Although maybe it should have been my word yesterday since today was mostly counting and results.

Vote is a good word. Shows people's interest. Hope they recognize long term consequences of their choice.

Informed. And opinionated.

posit

Faith. It's a good one, I have a lot of it these days it seems.. Whatever interpretation this term offers to each of us.

hope, trust, balance and ..... faith


In uncertain times, tis good to feel and believe that we are never alone.
It is my credo

Adventure. Today is a good day for it.

Alacrity

Raw.

And intuitive. A great combo, too.

Syrups.

Ie in I'm gonna be searching for some syrups.
That cracks me up every time I need some giggles.

Soprano.

From your post of yesterday, maybe "Tonsorial" might be apt. (Though that'd be the word of yesterday, so perhaps I should just shut up...)