
Wonder & Wisdom
Encyclopedia.com says wonder is “a state of mind excited by the perception of novelty or of something strange or not well understood. Both plato and aristotle speak of wonder as the point of origin for philosophy. In the Theaetetus, Socrates is recorded as saying, “Wonder is the feeling of a philosopher, and philosophy begins in wonder.” The word philosophy means the love of wisdom, so one would think that wonder is the beginning of wisdom, so how can they be contradictory?
Wisdom is knowledge of what is true or right coupled with just judgment as to action; sagacity, discernment, or insight. Wonder is something strange and surprising that causes one to be amazed, doubt, or ponder; a cause of surprise, astonishment, or admiration. The contradiction of wisdom and wonder is that wisdom is knowledge of what is true and right and wonder includes doubt. Wisdom is the removal of doubt.
Today’s Images
I had a strip of transparency paper left over from the transparencies I printed yesterday, and I thought it would be wise not to waste it. I wondered what it would look like if I drew on the printable transparency paper with sharpies, so I drew designs similar to previous filters I made inspired by Kandinsky and Mondrian, and added the morse code dots and lines for “wisdom” or “wonder” then took pictures of my floating studio. Then I put one of my earlier Kandinsky-inspired plastic filters under a brush shape cut filter. I’m really enjoying how the sharpie-drawn colors are interacting with the pool noodles.

The Prompts
NaPoWriMo
Today’s prompt is a title prompt “The (animal or plant) of (abstract noun).” The poem should contain at least one simile that plays on double meanings or otherwise doesn’t quite make “sense,” and describe things or beings from very different times or places as co-existing in the same space.
Poem A Day
Today’s prompt is to write an anapodoton poem. “An anapodoton is an unfinished phrase that a person can fill in the blanks, phrases like “When in Rome,” “If life gives you lemons,” “Speak of the devil,” and “Where there is a will.” For many (if not all) of these, you probably filled in the second half of the phrase, because you know it so well.”
dVerse Poets Pub
At dVerse it’s Open Link Night.
The Poem
The Wise Woman of Wonder
The wise woman builds her house
and watches the sand castles fall
every block of thought interlocks
as she gazes over the beachcombers
Early to bed, and early to rise
she respects that wisdom takes time
stealthy when she finally decides
to observe the others rushing
The wisdom of a fool
is caged in constant wonder
as she flits from the mother tree
to test how high her heights
The wise woman builds her house
solid and steep like the overlook
she tries so hard to avoid when socked
in a thick fog of information overload
To be wise is to exactly like this, but it is hard in a society where the stream of news keeps pulling us down.
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I quite like your poem, and certainly would wish to be a Wise Woman of Wonder.
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I like the alliterative title, Maria, it sounds like a whisper, and the final stanza stands out for me.
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Creative title for the poem. It takes time and patience to have wisdom.
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I want to be a Wise Woman of Wonder when I grow up! I like the sound of that.
Alphabet of Alphabets: West Wonder
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