Just a Number-Maybe Not


Forty, the product of four and ten

Let’s ponder where we’re going

and where we’ve been

Forty, the product of fifty minus ten

 Memories of again and again

or of every now and then

Forty, it follows thirty-nine

hmm, once upon a time

40, the age for celebration

or uninvited depression

40, appears to have a reputation

its significance worth a notation

Yes, for me forty was a good year

I’ve no reasons to shed a tear

 Forty, though you haven’t asked

your future’s not your past



Reena’s Exploration Challenge Week 40

Certain numbers arouse curiosity. I have always wondered about the special significance of the number 40, across different cultures and geographies.

  1. Why 40 days of mourning in Islam?
  2. Why 40 days of fasting and prayer in Lent?
  3. Why 40 winks of sleep?
  4. Why 40 minutes of walking?
  5. Why 40 days of rest after childbirth in India?
  6. Why the fortieth birthday as a celebration of midlife?
  7. Why the depression at turning 40?

-Reena Saxena

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  42 comments for “Just a Number-Maybe Not

  1. 06/07/2018 at 9:18 pm

    Loved this post… 40–emembering when! ❤ xo

    Liked by 1 person

    • 06/07/2018 at 9:59 pm

      Thank you, Bette. I have great memories of 40! 😉

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      • 06/08/2018 at 4:06 pm

        Me too, Eugenia! My 40s were a time of great blessing–cherished memores. ❤ xo


  2. 06/07/2018 at 9:34 pm

    Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:

    Arithmetical poetics by Eugenia ☺ Read on…..

    Liked by 2 people

  3. 06/07/2018 at 9:36 pm

    I like the line ’40 has a reputation’. It is what made me choose the prompt.

    Thanks for joining in!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. KD
    06/07/2018 at 10:01 pm

    A number I am pondering myself… Lol

    Liked by 1 person

  5. 06/08/2018 at 2:36 am

    Okay this poem is excellent! Seriously, one of your finest!

    Liked by 1 person

  6. 06/08/2018 at 6:13 am

    Interesting prompt and a very thoughtful response.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. 06/08/2018 at 1:27 pm

    Namaste Eugenia 🙂

    I’ve heard it said life begins at forty although I’m still not convinced.

    Certainly your pen retains its lively youth.

    Namaste 🙂


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    • 06/08/2018 at 5:37 pm

      Well Dewin, it depends on which side of 40 you’re on.:)

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      • 06/08/2018 at 5:39 pm

        Namaste Eugenia 🙂

        I’m on the side of 40 that should know already lol 🙂

        Namaste 🙂


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  8. 06/08/2018 at 5:14 pm

    I have enjoyed this poem on a significant number and the way poetry and math are combined to evoke past memories. Very nice!

    Liked by 2 people

  9. 06/08/2018 at 6:36 pm

    Great way to welcome the milestone. Very nicely penned

    Liked by 1 person

  10. 15andmeowing
    06/09/2018 at 10:25 pm

    That was excellent. I am turning 49 next month- I wish I was turning 40 again.

    Liked by 1 person

  11. 06/10/2018 at 7:55 am

    Wow so long ago lol

    Liked by 1 person

  12. 06/10/2018 at 9:53 am

    40 is considered the age of Starting of real maturity..

    Liked by 1 person

    • 06/10/2018 at 9:55 am

      Yes, it is. I’m not so sure applied to me. lol


  13. 06/15/2018 at 2:40 pm

    I think 40 was a great milestone that when I reached it I didn’t feel it.. 50 how ever was much better than expected and 60, well that positively glowed 😀
    Wonderful reflections Eugenia 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  14. 06/17/2018 at 12:09 am

    Great job!

    Liked by 1 person

  15. 06/19/2018 at 11:09 pm

    Love this post..cool looking site as well 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  16. 07/07/2018 at 3:41 pm

    Really enjoyed this post, Dear E! Just a number. Forty was a good year for me! This October I get to face the three score and ten! Ha! Delightful topic and post!!

    Liked by 1 person

    • 07/07/2018 at 6:12 pm

      I’m delighted you enjoyed my post, Chuck. OMW, three score and ten! You’re catching up with me. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

      • 07/09/2018 at 12:52 pm

        Well, I hope you are feeling like I do “most of the time” – only half my age – until I look in the mirror! I’m sure that the mirror is much kinder to you than me! I’m guessing 37 years of playing lots of racquetball has helped me? Ha!

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      • 07/09/2018 at 2:58 pm

        I feel good for my age, and like you “most of the time” – feel half my age. I am very fair and being born and raised in Florida, I loved and spent a lot of time at the beach. Too much sun eventually takes its toll and I limit my sun exposure now.

        Currently, I live close to Atlanta and enjoy the milder temps and being close to the mountains.

        Vitamin C creams and sunscreen are my best friends. 😎

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