spendius wrote:
* "Oink" is an attempt to render into words the sound a pig makes when it is rooting for truffles.
Funny - I'd think that'd be more of the unconsciously emitted "snuffle" that a pig utters as it mindlessly and obsessively roots around the forest. An "oink" (as an utterance from a pig) would seem to be more of a direct and pointed communication- just a step below a "squeal". Sorry to go on so long about it, but that seduce me with words thread has me rereading all my old favorites - and I'm reading
Patrick McCabe's,
Butcher Boy- and it's gotten me thinking of pigs and oinks and such.
isolation never deterred iris vividness influencing decline under ABSOLUTE loneliness.
"And boy, she OVERCAME lots- like unutterably terrible ennui."
*Why is everyone so lonely around here- that seems to be the new theme- along with boredom- so I thought I'd go along with it (just for a change of pace).