By Sharon Flitterman-King
Words grow
out of words
I
fathom that—
from the Indo-European root
word pet: To spread
As
in “length of two arms
stretched
out.”
.
Full
fathom five thy father lies;
Of
his bones are coral made;
Those
are pearls that were his eyes
But
wait, there’s more:
the
Latin patere to be open
comes from pet
As in patent and clear
and open
to
understanding
Or
the Latin pandere
to spread out, in
expand, the possibilities
of
fathom
the
word
Related
to the beautiful
petal, from the Greek
petalon,
from pet
a leaf, whose loveliness
often I cannot
fathom
Then
there’s paella and pan
also from pet, in the
Greek patane, or
“thing spread out”
So
let’s eat and drink
to words—
as we fathom them
together
.
Nothing
of him that does fade
But
doth suffer a sea-change
Into
something rich
and strange
the
fathomless tempest
of
words.
--For Claudia
Sharon
Flitterman-King, PhD, lives with her husband in Hillsdale, New York. She is the author of "A Secret Star," among other works.
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