Lexicon Big Year: Apr 24

Words

Apr 24: I don’t know many people these days who have read Kurt Vonnegut. Cat’s Cradle was one of his weirdest and in it he invented the word foma. Steven Poole describes foma as a “very useful term” meaning “harmless untruths,” the falsehoods we need in order “to be cheerful.” Oh, I’m aware that so many of my foundational notions are foma!

My word? One that I love but rarely see, the adjective rapacious, meaning “aggressively greedy or grasping.” For decades, I couldn’t believe anyone would work for a tobacco company. Now I feel the same about coal companies. Their rapaciousness bewilders me.

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.

Lexicon Big Year: Apr 15

Words

Apr 15: Steven Poole’s word is illaqueate, meaning “ensnared, entangled, or entrapped,” all with embossed with the sensation of being in a maze. “In our time, perhaps,” writes Poole, “fake news and conspiracy theories do not merely hoodwink their consumers, but illaqueate them.”

I can’t believe I’ve never come across tsundoku, apparently a Japanese word adopted by us, to denote piling up books for later, even if (and probably this is the point of it) one will never read them.

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.

Lexicon Big Year: Apr 8

Words

Apr 8: Steven Poole’s word is ikigai, which has, according to him, “become a lifestyle trend in anglophone countries,” though I’d never heard of it. Poole describes its meaning as a meld of raison d’être or vocation/calling, some kind of fundamental sense of meaningfulness. Yet he says “it can also describe small daily pleasures such as drinking coffee in the sun.” All of which baffles. Poole compares it briefly to that Danish puzzlement, hygge. I roll both of them around my tongue: hygge … ikigai.

My personally gleaned word for April 8 is sympatric. Never heard of it? I don’t blame you, it’s an academic word from biology denoting two species that coexist, without interbreeding, even though they’re very similar. What seems to happen is that the two species fit into the environment at different levels or in different places or with different foods, etc. Why am I so attracted to this? Because it keeps popping up in my research on Cranes and there are plenty of cases where two different species of Cranes are sympatric. And don’t you think sympatric sounds sweet?

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.

Lexicon Big Year: Mar 18 & 28

4 words

Mar 18: Steven Poole tells me a punctilio is a “tiny detail … a nice point of exactness.” Right now, under Covid-19 lockdown, many behaviours amount to punctilios: avoiding touching banisters, preserving four square meters, paying by card rather than case, etc. Of course the biggest lockdown requirement – isolate yourself, buster – is the exact opposite of a punctilio. My word on that day? I liked the sound of friable, although its definition – easily crumbled – doesn’t seem to match that sound.

Mar 28: Poole has a word to describe my mood yesterday morning. “To be mumpish is to be sullen and sulky.” Man, was I mumpish! And I guess I exhibited my word of the day: I acerbated, that is, I vexed and annoyed. Today was much better, thank you.

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.

Lexicon Big Year: Mar 11

Mar 11

You’d think it easy to spend five minutes a day reading a quick definition of a nifty, no-longer-used word, but I’m struggling, both to find the time and to muster the motivation. I’m mostly sticking with the discipline. Some days I find myself catching up on three or four days in arrears. All well and good.

Mar 11: to ostentate is to show off. This is one of Poole’s most “straight” words, for we’re all familiar with ostentation. The word I like today is enucleate, which has any number of technical meanings revolving around removing the nucleus from an object, including surgically excising an eyeball, but which I saw in the context of a bird snipping out boles of wood from a tree.

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.

Lexicon Big Year: Feb 22 & 26

Words

Feb 22: A quidnunc is “an inveterate gossip, or an annoyingly pestering and inquisitive person.” They’re hell on earth for introverts like me. Feb 26: Steven Poole tells me of a word from the early 1700s which means “to trick or cheat,” namely to fugle, which just about sums up the temper of our present times. I’d like to use these two words sometime soon, discovered by me from the jumble of everyday swirling words: earbirding and refulgent. I do earbirding, that is, I identify birds solely from their calls, though I didn’t know I do that until just recently. And “refulgent green eyes” shine radiantly.

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.

The words on Feb 19

Words

I’m managing to read Poole’s word every day, only because the time involved is as fleeting as a minute. It strikes me as a good habit. I’ve been less diligent in conjuring up my own daily word, but have managed to catch up.

Do you look for a new word? A better word? A fucking fantastic word?

Feb 19: A solander is a box that “opens like a book – in which you might store letters, photographs, file records, or other things.” Apparently the inventor of such a book was Mr. Daniel Solander. The devil is in the details of storage furniture but I’m sure that in the corporate world we used similar boxes to record our brilliance. My word? Mondegreen: a word misheard in a song lyric. I love my own interpretations of wonderful lyrics and had previously heard about a mondegreen (look it up, what a derivation!), but have never employed it and, right now, can’t imagine how I could.

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.

Words: Feb 3 to Feb 5

Lexicon

Words heavy, words playful.

Feb 3: Poole’s word is ylem, a word that’s been around quite a while in various incarnations but was resurrected seventy years ago by George Gamow and Hans Bethe, two of my heroes, to denote “the first stuff that existed … the primordial matter at the creation of the universe.” Whow! By contrast, my word is trite. Wispy means, well, wispy, as in a “wispy mustache.” Love it.

Feb 4: Poole’s cacotechny has been around for more than two centuries as a “hurtful invention.” Well, we haven’t had any “noxious innovations,” have we? Me, I’d like to cast opprobrium (“harsh criticism or censure”) onto anyone who has brought a cacotechny into existence.

Feb 5: Some nuance from Poole. A pejorist isn’t “an out-and-out doom-monger” but one who “believes that the world is being made worse through concentrated human effort.” Poole mentions global warming, as he should. So my word, chosen by this pejorist, is accretion, a technical term for gradual buildup, such as in the CO2 ppm in the atmosphere.

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.

Words: Jan 27 to Jan 29

Words

Let me say how light-heartedly enjoyable my ten minutes a day of word appreciation are. Once you look, wonderful words abound around us.

Jan 27: Poole’s word is festinate, that is, to hurry but delicately, I guess without blundering forward like one of Tolkien’s ogres. Often I like to festinate my work along; shoving at it produces panic in me. And I came across obsecrate, a rare (but unlike Poole’s word, “alive” word) synonym for beseech. Oh, verily, I obsecrate you, lower your voice.

Jan 28: Poole’s finifugal used to mean “having a horror of endings.” We all know a finifugal friend who can’t bring herself to leave. My word is milieu. I can never stop myself from telling friends that the setting for my mystery novels is the city of Melbourne, but their milieu is the rarefied world of high finance.

Jan 29: If you were callipygian, Poole relates (his most recent example being from 1912, which is recent for him), you were “blessed with beautiful buttocks,” but the term also has a more general feel of prudish disgust. For my part, I was knocked over to discover there is an actual word, foofaraw, that not only sounds like a sumptuous cross between furore and free-for-all, but is actually more subtle, “a great fuss or disturbance about something very insignificant.” People around me seem to be always engaged in foofaraws.

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.

Words: Jan 21 to Jan 22

Words

Jan 21: Poole’s word is quidditative, what he calls “a silly word to describe a silly kind of pedantic argument,” and guess what? It does sound silly and it’s too twisty to use, but hey, doesn’t it sound great? My word? I came across ichor, technically an “acrid, watery discharge from an ulcer or wound,” which is glorious enough, but check out the alternative definition: “an ethereal fluid flowing in the veins of the gods.” I can imagine a character, high on achievement, contemplating the ichor pulsing in his body.

Jan 22: Poole’s lucubration meant (the word is no longer in use) to “work by means of artificial light,” i.e. at night, and given my insomnia, and habit of rising in the depths of night to get some work in, I’m proud to be known for my lucubration. My word is scuffle, a word that sounds like it means but is not used much anymore. Do nuclear power plant workers scuffle?

Source: A Word for Every Day of the Year by Steven Poole.