My purpose feelsWindblown Lost in quiet skiesWhich I can’t readThe stars confuseBut still I try Life perplexesQuiet and heavyStill, I proposeA small beginningA gestureOr may be a breath A chalice of thoughtsRaise to the unknownWhich is burgeoningIn silence ………. ForWeekly… Continue reading →| Blog of Hammad Rais
Hello, I have a fondness for the letter Z, as I’ve mentioned here before. The letter X isn’t as neglected, but it’s not far off, which got me thinking about perplexed. It doesn’t have an obvious word root from its spelling or pronunciation, so where did it come from? It turns out that tracing the […]| Wordfoolery