The blog posts this week have made thoughtful reading for me. When I decided on 'shivers' as the theme I envisioned pleasurable shivering. This is what I associate most strongly with the word. The goose bump sensation when my emotions are charged or the quivering anticipation of closeness when in love. The responses this week have therefore reminded me that every word I choose when writing is going to have a unique set of associations for my readers. Even when a word is supported by a cluster of language which elaborates on my intended reading I can't guarantee that the reader will come close to my perspective. Double entendre would not exist without the wild multiplicity of nuance and meaning within a language and across cultures. With that in mind:
The Good Ship Polysemy
"Shiver me timbers!"
The coxswain squealed. "Scale me mast!
Pester me poop deck!"
"Shiver me timbers!"
The coxswain squealed. "Scale me mast!
Pester me poop deck!"
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The Dead Good Poets
Can write haiku responses
To witty blog posts.
The captain here looks
Like he has had too much rum
as pissed as a fart
From the brilliant Kathleen Bradean:
Shivers down my spine
This is where my sin resides
In touch and kisses
From the sensational Deb Biddle
Swaying side to side
Even though my ship has docked
Rhythm still presides
I wonder how many other comments we're losing here because this blog is so unfriendly for subscriptions?
It took me a while to figure out how to reply to posts, thankfully I tried opening it in firefox but not everyone will have it. I think there is some incompatibility with the blog and internet explorer. I think we're losing quite a few replies to be honest Ash and it's a shame.
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