Wicked Word Wednesday: Pounce

I want to go south, where there is no autumn, where the cold doesn’t crouch over one like a snow-leopard waiting to pounce. The heart of the North is dead, and the fingers of cold are corpse fingers. – D.H. Lawrence

Greetings logophiles and other creative types!

It’s time for Wicked Word Wednesday, and the Wicked Word is:

pounce [\ˈpau̇n(t)s\]

noun

the claw of a bird of prey

verb

to swoop upon and seize something with or as if with talons

to seize upon and make capital of something (as another’s blunder or an opportunity)

to make a sudden assault or approach

 


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14 thoughts on “Wicked Word Wednesday: Pounce

  1. POUNCE

    “I wonder why my claw is called a ‘pounce’?” said the baby peregrine falcon, to his father.
    “I expect it’s because you can ‘pounce’ on your prey before they have a chance to escape…..” said his daddy.
    “I think I would like it better if my claws were called ‘surprises’………” said the baby.

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  2. I could have pounce’d then
    but I was transfixed
    how her hair hung over
    her tank top
    how she lounged, and
    her skirt slid up
    not even enough to have raised
    my sainted mother’s brows
    but touching on something deep inside
    a nerve that sent a tremble
    up and through my body
    that she may have done that
    exclusively for me

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