I was too hesitant to come
You were too hesitant to call
Times chariot went speeding by
Now curtains have begun to fall....
short and sweet. In a relationship someone must break the ice step up and say hi. love this
Goodbye before hello too late to strike while its hot... A love affair that never was... (A love affair that never was...perfect title...regards
An exceptional poem. It auggest the tragedy in a quiet way rather thab spelling it out in detail, David
He who hesitates is lost to that sad refrain of what if. Well said.......
Something must have happened between lines 2 and 4 which I cannot deduce. It seems both parties are paralyzed into inaction. Then we get the marvelous image from Andrew Marvell (one of my favorites too) and then curtains are coming down which your notes suggests are to cover up intimacy. So I'm assuming the fleeting quality of life made these two finally establish contact. If so, they are also fulfilling the theme of Marvell's poem.
Such a great poem. So much said in so few words. You leave us with a poignant reminder of how much loss can be suffered when we hesitate.
Yes. Short and beautiful about missing the bus. It happens to many. But, there indeed is a sweetness about it. I get a sense from the last line that it is all still not over. Why don't you run after the bus and manage to get in? !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Grasp happiness where and when you can even when time goes so quickly.