A hard truth some chronically online people need to hear: cliché is a noun. It is only a noun. It is never an adjective. The adjective form is clichéd. Clichéd is elegant.
“I could have sworn…”
No.
I think what’s happened here is people aren’t reading, and they’re also thinking cliché is like passé. But no. Never.
Other thoughts for Monday via the free Substack. Neil Young, Carl Sandburg, erasure poetry, and more. Not long. Hopefully not pedantic.
I posted “Over the wintry” earlier today.
I’ve been playing “Winterlong” on guitar between outside snow day fun and shoveling.
Inspired by Natsume, I thought it would be fun to ask/make my eldest to write a haiku about today’s weather. We read The Trials of Apollo series together, and every chapter starts with a haiku, which is to say, the form is familiar. As is the cheek:
I like to eat snow.
I pelt my Dad with snowballs.
Don’t eat the yellow snow.
I mean, no lies detected.
1971.
Read yesterday that people with a vested interest in thinking so (the COO of facebook, for example) think that email is on the way out. That might be true. Same true for personal blogs?
Chris Cocca 