Who has not been a Bluebeard to himself, Locked up one door and thrown the key away, For fear of something hidden on a shelf That he might find if he returned some day, And, finding it, not bother any more With what his friends were always running after, Nor care if they @3did@1 mock him and deplore His loss to their security, their laughter? Who has not hung his dreams with shining hair Twisted to rafters of dark common sense, And gone untroubled by the whole affair, Or, punished only by indifference, Making achievement bitter on his tongue, Because he closed one door when he was young? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WOMAN'S CONSTANCY by JOHN DONNE TO A DOG by JOSEPHINE PRESTON PEABODY CATHOLIC HYMN by EDGAR ALLAN POE TRUST by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE EPIGRAM: 18. THE ENEMY OF LIFE by THOMAS WYATT AFTER THE NIGHT by NOUREDDIN ADDIS |