This is at the heart of so much -
>Like that playground refrain "sticks and stones may hurt my bones,
>but words will never hurt me" and yet it has always seemed to me they do,
>embedding in the skin of feeling, though they have the power to touch in
>other
>ways as well, and it is often just that, some phrase that is like a nexus
>of various
>elements.
- and the playground refrain always felt like a thin hope against the
violence of bad words! It does seem, or it IS that words are tactile, or
they are part fleshy tunnel, part projectile.
perhaps: "sticks and stones may reach my bones but words will always breach
me"
Edmund
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