It is one of man’s curious idiosyncrasies to create difficulties for the pleasure of resolving them.
~Joseph de Maistre
Welcome! The Poetry Friday round-up is here this week!
I'm having a puzzle-ing day. Maybe most of you have tried Wordle? I've been enjoying it.
Cain's Jawbone come on your radar? It's a puzzle book from 1934: "To solve the puzzle, the reader must determine the correct order of the pages and also the names of the murderers and victims within the story." Two people solved it in the '30s, and one solved it last year. (There is a $1300 prize for contemporary winners. I think you need to do it by the end of the year.)
is located here. You can send me the order you think the pages go in and who you think the murderer is, and I'll let you know if you're right.
Our poem for today is Jigsaw by Rabbi Kushner:
by Rabbi Lawrence Kushner
Each lifetime is the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
For some there are more pieces.
For others the puzzle is more difficult to assemble.
Some seem to be born with a nearly completed puzzle.
And so it goes.
Souls going this way and that.
Trying to assemble the myriad parts.
But know this. No one has within themselves
All the pieces to their puzzle.
Like before the days when they used to seal
jigsaw puzzles in cellophane. Insuring that
All the pieces were there.
Everyone carries with them at least one and probably
Many pieces to someone else's puzzle....
read the rest here
Time for your links!