Just as the Eskimos are reputed to have umpteen words for snow, so I notice just how many terms the Spanish have for different types of peppers and squid. They, meanwhile, can't believe just how many words we Brits have for root vegetables (e.g. swedes, turnips, celeriac, etc, etc...) that are just types of "nabos" for them.
Our linguistic usage is governed by our surroundings. However, one semantic fault is universal: no language anywhere has enough words for love.
It’s been a while since I read Chris Edgoose’s admirable and enticing
review for The Friday Poem, here, of Geraldine Clarkson’s second full
collection, Med...
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