Monday, 16 November 2009

"Happiness, long-deferred, is deferred again." What do you think it means?

This is taken from a poem that I am reading and am trying to translate. Here's the poem...Daily the wind-flowers age, and so do I. Happiness, long-deferred, is deferred again. Of sand and ocean, the horizon line lies in the middle distance of the dream. Because our lives cannot be woven together, my fingers plait the same grassers, over and over.

"Happiness, long-deferred, is deferred again." What do you think it means?
Regret
Reply:Life is long sentence of sorrowness with the punctuation of happiness.
Reply:I thought I was finally going to be happy, but no, I continue to be unhappy.
Reply:It sounds like my life.





But it sounds like lovers whose lives never could quite get together. They always thought it would work out and never did.
Reply:It means that having waited so long for happiness, you have to wait some more. Why that is, I couldn't say. Maybe the poet is too choosy. I prefer poems that rhyme.


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