Wednesday, January 16, 2019

Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Life: Paradox And / Or Balance



 
“Every exit is an entry somewhere.”— Tom Stoppard

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“Life is strong and fragile. It’s a paradox…..It’s both things, like quantum physics: it’s a particle and a wave at the same time. It all exists all together.”— Joan Jett


Midweek Motif ~ Paradox And / Or Balance

Our life is a hybrid of opposites and we struggle to strike a balance between the two forces.


In this whirlpool of apathy and care, brutality and kindness, faith and doubt, pleasure and pain human life shines in its perfect balance.

Explore the opposites and let all merge together in a harmony that life is.

Or you might either write about the antithesis that life is or an impossible balance that life is:


Tis Opposites – Entice
by Emily Dickinson

'Tis Opposites -- entice --
Deformed Men -- ponder Grace --
Bright fires -- the Blanketless --
The Lost -- Day's face --

The Blind -- esteem it be
Enough Estate -- to see --
The Captive -- strangles new --
For deeming -- Beggars -- play --

To lack -- enamor Thee --
Tho' the Divinity --
Be only
Me --


Balance
by Alice B. Fogel

(Here)


Anyone Lived In A Pretty How Town
by e.e. cummings

anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did.

Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain

children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more

when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone’s any was all to her

someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)

one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was

all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.

Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain



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                (Next week Susan’s Midweek Motif will be ~ Climate Change)


12 comments:

  1. Hi Sumana, happy Wednesday! Love Emily Dickinson's words and the structure of this poem. Thanks for the prompt, Sumana. It forced me to engage in my own acrobatics. :-)

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  2. Hi friends. This morning I am heading out to stand with First Nations opposing a fracking pipeline that is planned to run right through their territories in northern B.C. First Nations, environmentalists and activists are gathering today to show support. It feels good to rally. I will visit all of you later today.

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    1. Alright! Take your cane and take care of yourself and our mother earth!

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  3. I adore this prompt, Sumana, and every quote and poem in it. I think I may write more than one today!

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  4. Also, I'm out and about and writing on my kindle, so it will take me a while to post and to read.

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  5. Since chaos and balance and paradoxes and all of their sisters might be some of the topics I love most, I just couldn't resist this prompt. Thank you so much, Sumana.

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  6. This is a great topic Sumana. I used to write more about this, but I sort of ran out of fuel. So, my poem is a bit shallow. Just wanted to participate. Hope you're doing well.

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  7. A wonderful Wednesday, that is, what's left of it to everyone

    much love...

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  8. I had a full Wednesday: managed to sort out a poem but couldn't post until this morning. Happy Thursday everyone!

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  9. Interesting. I wrote the poem that had been on my mind and posted it - and then checked in here to discover it totally worked with this motif!

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