A counterfeit complacency
to ease the bane of being.
Why aim for the firmament when
you've read the fine print?
Inscribed in small type
is the loss that won't be
quantifiable, yet readily
identifiable.
So you lower the sails
in shame, before the
voyage even gets
its say.
I'm just not sure about the 'in shame' part: not sure whether it should be a shameful decision and not sure whether those who take that decision do or don't feel shame at the time of choosing, or even at any later time... some do, some don't?
I like a version of this poem where it leaves it open as to what emotions or consequences are associated.
So you lower the sails,
Before the voyage even gets
Its say.
Either way, it is a great poem. Thank you.
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Holden Moncrieff
Mon 31st May 2021 21:54
Thank you for the thoughtful comment, Aviva ?.
I was referring to the idea that one makes a fear-based decision to avoid something they wish to do but find particularly daunting, hence the shame of not even embarking on the voyage.
But I like your more open-ended version, thank you ??.