“Hesitations Outside the Door”“Hesitations Outside the Door”
— by Margaret Atwood— by Margaret Atwood
I’m telling the wrong lies,
they are not even useful.
The right lies would at least
be keys, they would open the door.
The door is closed; the chairs,
the tables, the steel bowl, myself
shaping bread in the kitchen, wait
outside it.
I found this short thought provoking poem yesterday and couldn't help myself to post it herre.
"There is a fine line between consideration and hesitation.
The former is wisdom.
The latter is fear."
Wow a great insight! Thanks mate!
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