Every so often, as I skip through sentences
crisp as leaves that line forest floors, I stumble upon an unknown
word that protrudes from the page like a gnarled
root. Today, it was “hortatory” that sent me tumbling.
Luckily, the fall didn’t bruise my ego. These lexical snags exhort
me to remember my own ignorance and savor the thrill of so many wonders I have yet to discover.