Daily Blog prompt #47 What Part of life confuses you?
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What is the meaning of life?
to love and be loved
Nope that’s not confusing.
Why am I here?
To love and be loved
That’s not confusing.
Why do we have to learn this stuff?
Because you need to understand so you can
love and be loved.
That’s not confusing.
Why do bad things happen?
Some folks don’t know how
to love or be loved.
That’s not confusing.
What’s confusing?
Math.
It’s amazing how it orders the universe,
but it’s confusing.
except
my love plus your love
multiplies into our love.
No confusion there.
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This prompt really irritated me, because I don’t find many things confusing. I tend to shrug off connundroms as unworthy of too much attention, since ambiguity is the nature of most situations and since one person’s confusion is another person’s complexity. I suppose I have a rather simple philosophy. After brewing over it all day, I stepped out of my car as I got home from work, and the light bulb pinged above my head illuminating one word: math. As an English major, I never could figure out that higher level math stuff. Math majors might find it complex, but not confusing. For me, theoretical mathematics twist my brain in painful ways. So here is my offering. When things are too complex and confusing, simplify until you’re at the basic elements. There it is: love.

A poem by Wendy Phillips January 20, 2011
Tags: Fishtailing, poetry, UBC Creative Writing, Wendy Phillips
I like this poem because it captures something that I see often. Suddenly the communication options open when people master a new medium. Finding new media opens up an audience they would not have reached otherwise. I often set up a “Poet-tree” in my class. It fills a wall. A trunk and branches are on the wall. Students can take green leaves and leave a poem on a wall. It’s a non-credit thing, and some years it gets very little interest, but other years it is a hot-bed of creative communication. Students from other classes will come in to read the poems, because hearts are bare on the wall, and voyeurs watch developments with avid interest.
A young man who has poetry in his arsenal has a powerful tool to capture the hearts of the ladies he admires! If he can set his poetry to music, he has even more power. The ladies will be virtually powerless from his charm!
Yes Kyle, poetry is good for something. In Grace Awakening Ben takes full advantage of the fact! 😉
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