Tropical Tales : No. 9 - Vol. 1
- Defending Onomatopoeia
I sent Bill Maher a bar of soap
and told him to wash out his filthy mouth
because he hurt my ears with his constant use of
profanity. While I will always defend the First
Amendment Rights, there is no excuse for lack of
lexicon. I told him in my email that he should
invest in a good dictionary and look up some
adjectives to continue insulting people he does
not like, but to do it with some finesse.
THIS WAS THE RESPONSE I RECEIVED:
Hello Alinka,
Thank you for taking the time to write to
HBO. Your comments are useful in helping us to
understand our subscribers' point of view. Be
assured that your opinions have been noted and
shared with the relevant people here at HBO.
Again, thank you for taking the time to send
us your comments, and for your interest in HBO.
Sincerely, Lesley Doerner, HBO
When I studied creative writing at Barry
University some time ago, Florida's Poet
Laureate, Mrs. Vivian Laramore Rader, was my
poetry teacher. I only made a "B" in her class,
because for the life of me, I could not write a
Shakespearean sonnet. Never being one to accept
second place, I strived to write that poem and
finally two years later I sent it to her, but
she would not change my grade!
I love to use onomatopoeia when I write
poetry because I can feel the emotions drip onto
the paper through my pen, as if guided by some
mysterious hand. A friend of mine from Chile,
asked me in Spanish - (we always speak
Castellean, which the nuns taught us in school
in South America, because I find that if I do
not use a language I forget it) - "how can you
write romantic poetry in English, such a
non-romantic and commercial language?" I showed
her some of my poetry, and she was amazed. She
thought for a moment, then said, "maybe it is
good because it is so simple and comes from the
heart, so I know what you are saying."
I am shocked when I read the Sun Sentinel
with all the grammatical errors that these
so-called reporters write. I am even more
astounded when I listen to television. We no
longer write English emails. They have evolved
into a sort of slang-shorthand creating a new
language. Somehow we seem to communicate in spite
of the confusion, because if we don't somebody
is not going to get that dollar, which we have
turned into a god.
I think of this country as a fruit salad, a
very colorful mixture of cultures, which mixed
all together becomes a democratic feast. But
when the only word we can find to communicate
with each other starts with "F", it is time to
go back to basics.
Onomatopoeia means (so you don't have to look
it up) the formation of a word for rhetorical
effect. We can't all be lawyers and speak
legalese, or poets talking about: "Lorenzo dwelt
at Heighington; his cote was made of dimity;
lest-ways if not exactly there; yet in its close
proximity." (Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, a/k/a
Lewis Carroll, who wrote Alice in Wonderland,)
but we can try to maintain a semblance of
grammatical integrity.
English may not be the appropriate language
for romantic poets, I prefer Spanish because it
is so rich and sweet - (when spoken correctly,
not the kind of Spanish you hear here in
Florida, and I doubt you will want to sit
through a Cervantes book (Don Quijote)- but when
English is spoken all over the world as a
vehicle of communication let's try to preserve
some degree of elitism.
My mother, a retired English professor, tells
me that it is a changing language to suit our
changing times, and it is difficult for
foreigners to learn, but I cringe when I hear
"dove in the water" and the improper use of
"lay." (Only hens lay eggs!)
If you are going to murder a language make
sure I am not around because I have to bite my
tongue not to correct you. However, with Bill
Maher, I could not hold back my displeasure and
I told him to clean up his act.
I refuse to lower my standards! Maybe we
should try Esperanto again!
Alinka Zyrmont