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poem about word creation and star creation intertwining |
Star Birth of the Word ULASSA shiels 5/2013 Just now, I have in my conceit created a brand new word, Ulassa, at 8:05 AM: as I write, Ulassa is like an infant star that burns white hot hydrogen and joins—who knows—988,000 English words or more, As a new birthed star joins our known universe of—who knows— 22 septillion other stars, give or take a few quadrillion, 150 billion galaxies 150 billion stars Do the math humbly, Ulassa— The Oxford English Dictionary will say it means “the short sense of escape we can experience, when something really bad has happened”, Like, a childsister has gone missing or we hear we may lose a foot from frostbite, so in those short escapes from ongoing pain, We will get ulassa, from meditation or the bottom of a rum cola— Or the red coals of a summer campfire, the molecules of carbon drinking oxygen, Ulassa in the dictionaries, will have no real etymology for a while, Having first breathed air only on the morning of May 23, 2013, Ulassa will enter poems and maybe yoga classes, will become a cocktail and An expensive perfume, eventually a breed of cat, or surely the name of a racehorse even a minor crater on the surface of the moon, Ulassa will live for four hundred years 73 languages, give or take, will borrow and ingest it, Before it burns out like a star or “odd bodkin” from Shakespeare, just remember, It started Here, on this day You will see. |