The Experience of Language

Wednesday, March 11, 2026

Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.

Wonder Fell. The title, the first line, a single sentence, a descriptive phrase, a TL;DR: of what occurs in this journal every morning... a place where wonder falls with the sunlight.

A pun, too... because: Poet. O/

Thanks for reading.

Of course our intended meaning of each word matters while we write, but the size, shape, and rhythm of our syntax does too.

We call the umbrella Lyricism; poets and songwriters share the dry in the rain space with purpose, but so do you.

The rhythm and sound of our language adds to its meaning. Think of a Pop Song to understand.

Poets, unlike popular musicians, rely on the voice in your head to be our only instrument.

There is a lyric quality to all writing. Poets focus on it directly.

But the rhythm of our words affects our day-to-day life as much as it does in a rap song.

Now, I'm not suggesting we should all go around speaking and writing in metric verse. I'm saying we already, most certainly, do.

The syllables and sounds we choose shape our breath to shape our message.

A punctuation exercise shows this truth:

Yes. Yes? Yes!
OK. OK? OK!
Sure. Sure? Sure!

Even a one word answer meaning the same thing means something different based on the sounds and syllables of the speaker-writer.

The cadence of language is part of the experience of language. There's no need to focus on it. Be aware of it though, while you edit your work to help your writing.

It's like playing a song by ear. When we write and speak we listen to our inner voice and then shape it with the instrument called words.

Writers, if something sounds off in your prose and you're sure the words are right, now you know why. The rhythm of the sentence doesn't match the metronome of the message.

Poets don't waste words; novelists tend to.

Readers want to move the plot along while many authors describe the drapes.

If the curtains help set the stage, give insight into the character's state of mind, or foreshadow things to come... describe away!

Every word and rhythm of phrase should serve the story's success or cut it out.

One interesting aspect of Wonder Fell is not knowing. Every morning I sit and write what's on my mind with the sunrise.

That's the intent.

History has little record of the personal ways of Poets. People made so much up. Fish stories... most of it.

Wonder Fell is a getting to know you session with a living poet. I never would've started it had I thought it would become one. The task sounds too vain. But I see now the importance.

How artists think and feel and experience the world is sorely lacking from our day-to-day experience.

AI is not making the artist's way obsolete; it's making every other way obsolete.

A prompt is a very poetical thing to write, indeed.

There's plenty of writing on AI and Science, and how AI will soon do all our Science for us, on Wonder Fell.

Back to the sunrise. Uneventful blue sometimes wispy cloud pre-Spring sky.

Nice day for a nice day kind of nice day.

Take care and make it a wonderful one.