Masters of Delay
cur tristis es?
A happy day, an auspicious beginning
cloaked do the Fates make their usual approach,
Destiny walks unarmed and carefree
and Beauty bathes with a lover or alone.
The heart may be singing joyful songs to please the soul,
but one’s spirit knows beforehand,
there is no way one’s end can be foretold,
the last circumstances are the most unforeseen of all.
Even what’s best could not be as good
as the art to postpone therefore,
neither the fluttering cut of Atropos,
nor being senselessly reborn deserve their toll.
Athens, 2018
© ifyouplease 2022
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IYP,
Intriguing poem.
I was not sure what to make of this
Even what’s best could not be as good
as the art to postpone
Which best are you referring to? And is there art of postponement?
best
bhi
this one is based on another poem called Modern Endymion and the central idea of beauty and how fates/gods can make it either uglier as time goes by, or prefer to immortalize it (become a constellation or a bright star) as fresh as possible. I imagined a true beauty and Greek mythology is full of young men and women that were so handsome/pretty they had to face adventures because of their looks so postponing hides another more cunning quality, hiding. humbleness is one of the greatest shields of beautiful beings. not showing off here is the poem I am talking… Read more »
I must admit I had to check who Atropos is. Having found out, the mention of her draws this poem together very neatly.
And when you get to my age it becomes ever more poignant.
another gem, Nic.
the fat ladies (intentional plural because my conscience said so) are always singing in the distance for all of us, I belong to those that hate opera. thanks Guaj