
The DNA of the English Language
Jonathan Dunne(Author)
Small Stations Press
Published on 29. October 2017
Book
Paperback/Softback
112 pages
978-954-384-077-9 (ISBN)
Description
This revolutionary book sets out to persuade the reader that the English language is not the result of years of haphazard evolution, a chaotic atom-like conglomeration of words, but a carefully planned whole in which each word has its place and is connected by a consistent set of rules. It is not by chance that ‘earth’ is ‘heart’ or ‘soil’ is ‘soul’, for instance, or that ‘salt’ makes us ‘last’ (‘You are the salt of the earth’) but ‘last’ is in fact ‘lst’. This book journeys from the Book of Genesis and Creation to Revelation and the Last Judgement through the English language, suggesting that language has something to tell us about the environment and that he who would be true to himself is inexorably pushed out on to the margins. First published in 2007, it is now reprinted. A later book, The Life of a Translator (2013), also looks at English word connections and discusses coincidence in translation.
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Edition
Reprint ed.
Language
English
Product notice
Paperback (trade)
Unsewn / adhesive bound
Dimensions
Height: 216 mm
Width: 140 mm
Thickness: 6 mm
Weight
152 gr
ISBN-13
978-954-384-077-9 (9789543840779)
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Person
Admittedly, Jonathan has done things arseways most of his life, from completing a BA in Literature in his thirties to fitting teeth brackets (30's, porcelain). During this general confusion, Jonathan has had various short stories published. Jonathan suffers from photophobia though has a tendency towards fireworks. Originally from Limerick, Ireland, he now lives the reclusive life in Toledo, Spain, as a bearded hermit, with his wife and three daughters. He is known to be found in the local cemetery at the weekend during daylight hours, though for goodness sake, don't sneak up on him.