i got bored during linguistics this week... heh.
to consonants, a sonnet
a plethora of consonants abide
yet select few we boldly aspirate
the liquids, semi-vowels, a few glide
distinguished as we coarticulate
and then we come to basic allophones
which fill the classes of english phonemes
these unit sounds more frequently are known
in floods of sleeping modern linguist dreams
yet more to us the english language gives
this rhythmic noise, linguistically expressed
in affricates, the plosives, fricatives
oh, bursting air pulmonically egressed
i rest myself in consonantal bliss
as sounds pour out my facial orifice
3 comments:
It's unfortunate that I don't know what a bunch of those words mean.
I do know that that sonnet has excellent flow. There's no line that jars you into remembering that an amateur is writing.
Oh, dear Jane,
What joy to my heart you bring with your sonnettal creativity. First, your choice of topic reminds me of a wonderful week I had one summer, getting a taste of linguistics with Wycliffe Bible Translators. So much fun, those plosives and fricatives. I think I really ought to study linguistics for more than a week.
Second, the flow of your sonnet reminds me of the sound of rushing water, that soothing, rhythmic, ever-lively sound. Perhaps you know the power of a good meter. Yours truly blessed me today.
Third, LET NOT THIS BLOG DIE!
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Wow, now that I'm taking a linguistics class I actually understand it. Very clever. I like it.
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