I live in the garden of fantasy, so I don't have to choose, but this is an interesting question. seems sorrow is everywhere, but if one does not know sorrow, one cannot know happiness and vice versa. philosophical puzzles give me a headache, so I will just say, this is a very thought-provoking and well written piece of poetry.
Nice piece of work here Quin. It brings to mind a lot of quotes: ‘ignorance is bliss,’ ‘the unexamined life is not worth living,’ ‘why, oh why didn’t I take the blue pill,’ etc. Which puts your work in pretty good company. I’ve thought about this same subject before, at least in a spiritual sense.
I can’t think of any changes to the form of the poem that would improve it, but the question may be different if put in a larger perspective. It makes me think about Adam eating the forbidden fruit (from the tree of knowledge, no less); which makes it seem that the decision has already been made for us. Anyway, enough of my babbling. This is a good poem, which makes one think; and, in the end, isn't that the point of art?
Submission Name: The Choice
