This is a very nice poem written by Wislawa Szymborksa that talks about ‘big numbers’ as she’s imagining all the things in the earth. The poem’s main point is how far an imagination can go, questioning the space… The author starts the poem by complaining about her imagination. Even though there are four billion people on this earth her imagination still remains restricted in some form. Subsequently, author comes to the point of considering the choices. Usually when you reach a certain age in life you start questioning yourself what you would have done differently. What would the outcome be if I selected that way, instead of this…”I select by rejecting, for there’s no other way”.
Dreams are also mentioned in the poem. We all feel the dreams and all the dreams have meanings. But what’s the meaning when “Sometimes someone long dead will drop by for a bit”!? I guess the author really misses someone that died long ago and sees that person on the dream.
My favorite line of the poem is: “I reply with a whisper to a thunderous calling”. It shows she’s not ready to accept something; she’s not ready for a change…
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