Septembrise (v.) to murder someone for political reasons.

The events of September 11, 2001 didn't directly inspire this poem, but thinking about them reminds me that the older I get, the less I have any faith in humanity as a species.

My much-treasured Christmas present for 2017 is a book by Paul Anthony Jones: "The cabinet of linguistic curiosities". Each page contains a descriptive story about some obscure or archaic word. It occurred to me it would be a fun exercise to try and write, each day, a poem featuring the "word of the day" from the book.

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