I discovered this word last summer memorizing a poem (“Out of the Rolling Ocean the Crowd,” by Walt Whitman) for my middle son’s wedding.\u00a0 I fell in love with it at first sight.\u00a0 I still like speaking this silken word: Rondure.\u00a0 Rondure.\u00a0 Here it is in the poem:<\/p>\n
Behold the great rondure, the cohesion of all, how perfect. <\/em><\/p>\n Rondure means roundness, a gracefully rounded object, or as in the poem, the fullness or completeness of things.\u00a0 I just love the sound of it.\u00a0 I could speak it again and again.\u00a0 I wish I could find more ways to use it.<\/p>\n Observe the tomato’s rondure: utter perfection.<\/p>\n The rondure of the table will give us all a place to sit. (nah!)<\/p>\n Honey, I love your shimmering rondure. (umm, this is a family blog, sir)<\/p>\n See what I mean?\u00a0 Hard to use, but oh so lovely to say.\u00a0 Maybe having an opportunity to use the word regularly is a reason to memorize the poem.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I discovered this word last summer memorizing a poem (“Out of the Rolling Ocean the Crowd,” by Walt Whitman) for my middle son’s wedding.\u00a0 I fell in love with it at first sight.\u00a0 I still like speaking this silken word: … Continue reading