Word of the day from a poet
I was reading Philip Schultz’s poetry this morning, and I came across a word that was new to me – “deliquescent“. This delighted me! It means tending to melt or dissolve, especially gradual dissolution and liquefaction by attracting and absorbing moisture from the air; repeated division into branches.
A very vivid new word to add to my arsenal.
The image Schultz paints with it, from his poem, Talking to Ourselves:
When my father’s vending business was failing,
he’d talk to himself while driving, his lips
silently moving, his black eyes deliquescent.
He didn’t care that I was there, listening,
What he was saying was too important.