#grammar
The Grammar and the Syntax of Humanity
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Ce poème a été commandé et inspiré par les paroles d'Agnès de Lodz, dont la maîtrise d'une multitude de langues constitue le plus bel exemple de la grammaire et de la syntaxe de l'humanité.
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Wiersz ten powstał na zamówienie i z inspiracji słowami Agnes de Lodz, której biegłość w wielu językach stanowi najlepszy przykład gramatyki i składni człowieczeństwa
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another flightless bird,
a stray dog thought, bound for the pound,
“if only humanity had a single language!”
gets rescued
here to remind you that’s been tried before
with consequences profound,
one tongue in unison
was so overwhelming, overarching,
disallowing the pipsqueak of,
that the arrogance of it
demanded its dispersal
but,
yes, yet, always a but,
the human mind is not so chained, constrained,
that it cannot learn the unique grammar and syntax,
and leap in small ways the boundaries of ignorance
grammar and syntax are rules
governing principles, which can be taught,
which can be learned,
which can be humanized
and repair that single voice,
not for onerous drowning out
but for the threading of understanding understood
I confess, that I am the lucky few
who appreciates greatly the art of another language’s
special way of saying some thing special
in a special way
let us rejoice
Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 5:24 PM UTC
There are sentences that are inaudible
And words that are passively silent
Oh! Words, verbs, innuendoes and pirouettes
We instantly ask incredulous questions.
Their gestures sometimes are understandable
Clever foxes hide behind vices
We comprehend very well why racists
Are intermittently invisible.
Oh! Silence that is when words do not exist
We see rats robbing the store at daylight and the cats
Patiently and intelligently examine the list
Of the remaining victims peacefully and wisely.
Words are often deadly dangerous
Daring the weapons of inequality around the hellish fire
Which is about to consume the desperate city
Where the words are silent and strangled.
Hebert Logerie , September 29, 2013
Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 12:16 AM UTC
"in the scope of the universe."
is always what Aunt Laurie said.
when you need stitches, she gives them;
and reminds you that in the
scope of the universe,
it does not matter.
however big your problem may feel...
it is nothing.
in the scope of the universe:
i wonder if she ever knew how much
comfort her young niece
took in that simple
turn of phrase?
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 11:37 PM UTC
languages flow
like rivers,
their currents tugging
at my bones.
i don’t speak them.
i sway,
letting the tide
teach me the rhythm.
Oct 6, 2025
Oct 6, 2025 at 4:50 AM UTC
i spent last night
with a fever,
burning my skin
like wildfire
consuming a forest.
when the heat settled
just above thirty-seven,
my mind brought forward
the cyrillic alphabet.
my mum taught me —
people are always surprised
she doesn’t speak english.
she grew up in the sixties,
where the syllabus
included russian and latin.
when i was barely six,
we translated the names
of pin-up girls
on cigarette packets.
german came at ten,
english at fifteen.
in boarding school,
i helped a classmate
with french
until he grew annoyed
that i was,
apparently,
effortlessly clever.
italian arrived
through a video game
and now i wonder
how someone
who repeated a grade,
could, without panic,
tear through russian today.
i think i have
my hungarian heritage
to thank.
i don’t stumble
at endless suffix chains,
i match the signs,
ears tuned to every case.
i feel the meaning
of what isn’t said,
map the languages
and treat them like quests
as i search for structure
and logic in them.
so, when the patterns
grab me by my shoulders,
still feverish, still dancing,
i just follow the steps.
Oct 6, 2025
Oct 6, 2025 at 4:30 AM UTC
What a word
It is deep enough
and when said
at the right time
it changes the narrative
paths, worlds, hearts...
"LIKE"
Not only are we similar
but the emotions
the word has are light and heavy
enough to show the likeness, laced with love,
with a heartbeat, a mind-beat
And adding the word "wise"
Oouufff
you have to be wise
to use the word likewise -
because for you to be
similar you are at that mental wit
to say it, feel it, think it
"I (insert emotion) you so much"
"likewise"
Now,
that's a game-changer
Nov 27, 2024
Nov 27, 2024 at 10:03 AM UTC
I Wonder where
I Might wander to
If i had a friend or
two To wander Too
Oct 2, 2023
Oct 2, 2023 at 2:28 AM UTC
was never is, and is never was
accustomed to doing what the other does
is always went left, and was went right
at times in the hallway they'd say goodnight
well, they got to talking one day
it seems that was always comes when is goes away
so the only difference between the two
is that one already did what the other will do
since was, was once is and is will be was
they both do something that the other does
now when is sees was and was sees is
they kiss, because is, is hers and was is his
is and was knows will, but will hasn't met them yet
Aug 18, 2021
Aug 18, 2021 at 5:25 PM UTC
A flow, a pen, an ink stained palm.
A life, a story, all gone wrong.
A spark of hope in the night, maybe?
No, your hope is grammatically incorrect.
"This is where your sentence could have ended
but it didn't," see?
Nonetheless, it wants so desperately to end.
An incomplete thought, a fragment -
A fragmented existence with an expired due date.
Can you pick up the forlorn pieces?
Use your calloused fingers to avoid getting cut.
You continued the sentence,
But you used the semicolon wrong.
Apr 26, 2021
Apr 26, 2021 at 11:22 AM UTC
In this age of technology
And auto spell checker,
Is it too much to ask for
In this HePo commune?
There really is no excuse I’m sure,
To come a cropper
With _your_ and _you’re_.
Possession or identity?
Am I alone
In my frustrating annoyance
At this growing misdemeanour?
So much so I move on
Without even a Like,
For there’s nothing to see,
That makes any sense.
Are you guilty?
A grammar snob too?
Or is it.... just me?
Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 7:57 AM UTC
Math does not enjoy English grammar, like paragraphs and complete sentences.
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 5:04 PM UTC
My life is a string of periods drawn out in a line ____
A garland of punctuated pearls only worthy divers can find. . . .
Haters treated it like a dump of dashes --
Hurled their "quotations"
Shoved me into (parentheses)
And struck at me with oblique slashes /
Then “lovingly” draped it all on my frail torso
Like Miss Universe sashes
But as a bold series of commas,
I learned to hum between rhythm and rhyme
With a necklace of exclamation points around the throat of my heart and mind! ♥
A dangling pair of ellipsis earrings... Playful as a wind chime
A wristband of semicolons;
Clutching my watch’s face
As my face watches time
Haters tried so hard to dictate my life’s story
But those words are Allah’s composition throughout eternity
I embrace His decree
And I name the punctuations mine!
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 3:31 AM UTC
I like to think
all these years of schooling and essays and grammar
existed so i could one day adequately describe my Love for you.
Jan 3, 2021
Jan 3, 2021 at 2:53 PM UTC
Constructing English grammar- a hubby I would say.
Such a thing I do well.
But when it comes to a stage.
I find somethings confusing.
English spelling.... What a task!
With my writings:
Thou, I do try my best
To capture imagery with powerful words.
And to clinch my spellings along to its best.
I do wonder "How?"
Getting it right,... is it "son" or "sun," "tier" or "tear."
I often beat my senses on.
To figure which most suitable.
When it comes to writing "4."
Should I write "for" or "four"or "fore."
And spelling "handkerchief" correctly
Is so worrisome to try.
In words like "fiest" and "height."
Should I use "ei" or" ie"
Obviously, the rules are worth learning.
Since they're levelled up on standards .
There are also some silent letters.
For example; "p" in "psychology."
And" k" in" know."
As "come" ends with a "e."
How often do you notice the "y" in "day?"
Why not written as "dai?"
What of the spelling" knowledge"
Why not save us the stress and writes "nolege?"
What the stress!
Also, there are word formations.
The noun from "wise."
Is the word "wisdom."
The verb from the word "special."
Is the word "specialize."
How do I explain to my children?
The singular and plural forms of VERBS
As "writes" states the singular form
And "write" the plural form.
Why not in the reverse just like the noun forms.?
If that should be the case.
I need to learn more on the appropriate use of :
"Write" to "rite" to "right"
Wahala for who no know English Grammar.
Dec 10, 2020
Dec 10, 2020 at 10:51 AM UTC
I wear my heart on paper
Ink fills my veins like blood
reviews cut like a razor
but I’m addicted to the pen.
I pump words with every heartbeat
I hoard paragraphs in my room
I take interjections like a ******
I wear verbs like a parfum.
I’m feeling the contractions
as I erase awkward phrases
I write sad poems that feel like skin.
and fill sheets of diary pages
I blush at lurid pronouns
that I conjure then,
I consider putting word-play off
but I’m sentenced to the pen
.
.
.
*Inspired by Michael R. Burch's poem: At the Natchez Trace
Dec 9, 2020
Dec 9, 2020 at 7:16 AM UTC
For us,
we get the hand* of it
&
we get the hang* of others
Dec 9, 2020
Dec 9, 2020 at 4:22 AM UTC
Using my active voice,
I confessed my love.
I linked the hints I gave using a conjunction
So you could understand it
Instead of a comma to connect us two,
I’ve got you a ring instead.
Understand, affection, mine
Serial comma the list and take it all
I could use a semicolon;
To help relate you and me.
Every day I love you more,
Out of habit, I suppose
Stop looking away from me,
I’m telling you something important now.
I shared my feelings with you,
Not because I was forced to.
I have stopped smoking but,
I have never stopped loving you.
I have been loving you since we first met,
This is what I have been waiting for all my life.
By the time I proposed, your responsive demeanour vanished,
I had gotten a bit impatient and asked you again
“You grammar teachers…” You sigh deeply.
I only smile as you bashfully pull me close.
Aug 15, 2020
Aug 15, 2020 at 7:00 PM UTC
I love language
I love slang
I love ebonics and southern twang
I dont "talk white"
Theres no "proper english"
I talk how I talk.
I speak as I wish.
I'm a grammar qween
But dont come for my trouble
ain't got no time to be studdin the limits of your bubble
Because you've made a box
Of your ethnocentrism
the color in my words
Finds narrow minds in a schism
So open your eyes
See past your upward tilted nose
And open your ears to the beauty of prose That sounds unfamiliar
Or feels contradictory
Or has been beaten and stigmatized due to bias and history
Let's grow beyond that
Beyond misinformation
To cultural relativism.
To correlation.
I'll code switch if I want
Code blend if I choose
I reserve all the rights to the language I use.
You'll find me moving with pride, so culturally infused,
my head held high while I drop "aint's" and "you's a whooole fool"s
I dont "talk white"
Theres no "proper english"
I talk how I talk.
I speak as I wish.
Jun 17, 2020
Jun 17, 2020 at 9:26 PM UTC
I correct my own grammar.
Never anyone else’s.
Not out loud, anyway.
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 11:24 AM UTC
You or me
You then me
But never
You and me?
The more we walk together
The less we know one another
May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 8:53 AM UTC
There'll be a bouquet
Of finely scented words
Rolling off me tongue
Me love for you
Will then shine
Like the sun
You and I, me muffin
Shall find that
Happiness is a warm bun
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 10:57 PM UTC
I love you I need you I want to do all sorts of things for you to you with you and only you
Jan 14, 2020
Jan 14, 2020 at 7:12 PM UTC
I find myself
adding a lot of commas
in my poetry
Could it be
I need more
breathing space?
Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 6:17 AM UTC