D - Decisions, Decisions
I think of blackbirds in a tree
not three, mine’s only two *
Those two enough to dizzy me
with decisions and revisions
reversed in minute’s time
**
Confused of mind and sure to choose the wrong
Still, decision’s mine alone to make
my consequence to bear
should I choose wrong or listen to the heart
while mind points out the rational
The “should,” the sensible, the sane
Fly off! Leave me be!
Leave me to my thoughts!
Fly off! Your
scrabbling about muddles me!
Once decision made I falter
fear in later years I’ll wonder
“What if" I’d done the other?
* Wallace Stevens, Thirteen
Ways of Looking at a Blackbird, stanza II
** T. S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, line 48
** T. S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, line 48
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