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אברה (wingeater)
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I'm also a tiny baby with Arabic literature so give me like a decade
I wonder if @fieldomoss.com knows of contemporary poetry working with the old alliterative forms etc
I am making the argument that the Arabic I have almost none of is not the same language as literary Arabic
the language isn't the problem, it's the poetic tradition and its dependence on trends from mainland Europe
I said I don't speak standard arabic in a verbal dialect
I don't know how you could be offending me when I never rhyme :p but yes alliteration is the heart and soul of English poetry and has just been overrun with trite nonsense in the last half millennium
when golden English iambs flow so free
with not a thought or strain to fix their beat
I must conclude the struggle lies with thee
and thy cruel despite of her arthritic feet
English is beautiful! and if yiddish romanization didn't use English orthography it might be legible
beef? mmmm need to go buy some pastrami from the Romanians
see this is the turnabout, I read yiddish romanization and have to go into a trance of mentally fixing the spelling to understand anything

which is to say nothing of gritting my teeth through twenty extra syllables implied by using consonants as vowels in ktav asuri lol
German is way less weird than English! I dunno they have similar enough vibes I guess
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unmistakable
rhizomatic petal-rot
dying magnolias
je dois revisiter éperons
nothin like some of that there postmodern litcrit for learnin bug parts
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I forgot what language this was and called it German I need help
we have, for the record, had concentration camps in the US for some time
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petals beneath tongue;
stubborn-clinging aroma
of floral decline
sleep refused refuge
dreamt I choked on marigolds
pungent orange lies
or are we talking I am become resonant bronze