Seize Your Goat!

(with thanks to Webster’s New World Dictionary of the American Language, Second College Edition, 1982)

 

get (get)  [< akin to OE. -gietan (see BEGET, FORGET),
G. -gessen in vergessen, forget
< IE. base *ghend-, to seize, get hold of,
whence L. prehendere, to grasp, understand]

1. to come into the state of having; win, gain, obtain, acquire
[Don’t let her get your goat.]
2. to set up communication with, as by radio or telephone
[Ah yes, I see, she got your goat.]

3. to influence or persuade (a person) to do something
[You can get your goat to climb the stairs, but you’ll never get it down again.]
4. to reach; arrive at
[How did you get back downstairs with that goat?]

5. to go and bring
[Go get your goat back, Girl!]
6. to become afflicted with (a disease)
[Oh yes, I’ve gotten goats.  It’s no easy affliction, let me tell you.]

7. to cause to be
[I see you’ve got your goats in a row.]
8. to be sentenced to
[She got your goat.  Now what is she going to do with it?]

9. [Colloq.] to own; possess
[I have got my own goat, thank you.]
10. [Colloq.] to be or become the master of;
to overpower; to have complete control of
[Or has your goat got you?]

11. [Colloq.] to catch the meaning or import of; understand
[Relax.  She really gets your goat.]
12. [Slang] to cause an emotional response in;
irritate, please, thrill, etc.
[Your goat gets me every time.]

 

Saturday Prompt

I know, I’m supposed to be done and editing, but Tuesday is Brigit, Groundhog’s Day, Imbolc, Candlemas, the Feast of St. Brighid, a luminous day deserving of poetry.  Let’s skip a day and write a poem to honor the occasion on Saturday.  Join me?

 

Gratitude List:

1.  Cassiopeia, Orion, Pleiades (and spell-check)
2.  Forgiveness
3.  A sun-splattered day and winds that meant it
4.  Did the boys pass an entire day without a single fight?  It’s a miracle.
5.  Editing

May we walk in beauty.

laughing goat
I found this randomly on the web and cannot discover who owns it.  I’ll credit it if someone tells me.

2 thoughts on “Seize Your Goat!

  1. This is not a new poem, but it is one written in the spirit of your prompt and appeared in our local “Museletter” this month. I wanted to share it with you.

    Abstraction:

    1. The act of withdrawing; withdrawal, separation or removal; in modern usage euphem. Secret or dishonest removal; pilfering, purloining.

    Stopping to drink, she pauses at the fountain. Three days ago she found the feather that was stuck behind her ear; it falls, iridescent, into the basin full of stones. Amethyst, lapis, quartz rutilated with strands the color of her hair.

    2. ‘Abstraction, in chemistry, denotes the draining off, or exhaling away, a menstrum from the subject it had been put to dissolve. Some also use the word as synonymous with distillation or even cohobation.’ Chambers Cyc. Suppl. 1753.

    There is no one else here but a child filling her sandals with mulch, her stroller parked near a splintery picnic table, a caregiver reading a magazine and looking up periodically to make sure the child is not falling or tripping or tangled in chains. Before she steps on the lever that will engage the pump that will push the water upwards, she notices how dry the stones are. She picks up a sliver of lapis shiny in spots with pyrite, fool’s gold. It’s dusty. She blows on it, strokes the soft angles with her thumb. Slips it into her pocket.

    3. The act or process of separating in thought, of considering a thing independently of its associations; or a substance independently of its attributes; or an attribute or quality independently of the substance to which it belongs.

    There is no metaphor for utterly alone, no simile for complete absence. Even the adjectives provide no description—she utters nothing, is in no way complete. And yet she drinks, swallows water arcing up and swirling back down through the rocks into blackened buried pipes to settle somewhere, emerge with laundry water and dishwater and toilet water merging with the drink that was swallowed with the strong red muscle of her tongue. The water now inside her does not become part of the rest, sitting heavy and cold in her belly.

    4. The result of abstracting: the idea of something which has no independent existence; a thing which exists only in idea; something visionary.

    If she quit swallowing, just buried her face in the basin which did not drain as quickly with stones damming the drain, would she be able to keep her foot on the lever that kept the water running long enough to inhale enough water to drown? Would the woman who pushed the stroller keep reading long enough? Was the child far enough away that she would not see her fall to the ground when her heart stopped beating? Would her heart stop beating long enough? Was there anything waiting? Would there be light, a tunnel, or was that just the predictable false impression of those who are still alive? The feather floats to the edge of the basin and is stuck there, sodden.

    5. A state of withdrawal or seclusion from worldly things or things of sense.

    She does not drink anymore, takes her foot from the lever and watches the water recede. The feather lands awkwardly across amethyst. Sticking her hands in her pockets, she strokes the lapis and walks slowly towards the path at the edge of the park. Damp mouth, dry lips. She runs her tongue across them; they are dry again in seconds.

    6. The state of mental withdrawal; inattention to things present, absence of mind.

    She is walking underneath trees beginning to turn, over roots exposed by years of shoes. She stops, sits on a stump, unties her shoes, pulls off her socks. She is walking underneath trees beginning to turn, over roots exposed by years of shoes. Her shoes bounce against her thigh. The bottoms of her feet are soon black with soil. A rabbit watches her from a clump of ferns. A red-tailed hawk circles overhead, shrieking. A ring-neck snake winds up a tiny birch tree. A spider wraps a moth tightly in web. She looks straight ahead; she sees that the path continues; she continues walking underneath trees beginning to turn, over roots exposed by years of shoes.

    7. In the fine arts, the practice or state of freedom from representational qualities; a work of art with these characteristics.

    Stopping to drink, she pauses at the fountain. Three days ago she found the feather that was stuck behind her ear; it falls, iridescent, into the basin full of stones. Amethyst, lapis, quartz rutilated with strands the color of her hair.

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    1. Oh, this is so full, so understated, yet so full of ache. I think there’s a certain power in the definition poem. You can mute and hide really strong emotions in there, and keep the tone cool and almost scientific. I really like the circular quality of this.

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