“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)
