spoken words equal sound
I love the rhythm of iambic pentameter. I also like alliteration, rhymes, and how words sound when sung melodically. When I listen to music, the words become part of the song’s melody and the singer’s voice becomes another instrument.
Yesterday I saw A Comedy of Errors at Shakespeare’s Globe. I tried to listen to the meanings of the words, but I wasn’t able to; I could hear only the sounds of the words as they resonated in the theater. Although undoubtably I missed many spoken jokes, I still found the play hilarious. I could understand the nature of each scene not through the meanings of the words but through the actors’ tones of voice and through their movements on stage.
In summary: Often my mind perceives only the aesthetics of spoken words and fails to comprehend their meanings.