Either you willgo through this door
or you will not go through.
If you go throughthere is always the risk
of remembering your name.
Things look at you doublyand you must look back
and let them happen.
If you do not go throughit is possible
to live worthily
to maintain your attitudesto hold your position
to die bravely
but much will blind you,much will evade you,
at what cost who knows?
The door itselfmakes no promises.
It is only a door.
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Blog link: A friend of mine is fond of quoting from an Adrienne Rich poem entitled Prospective Immigrants Please Note, “The door itself makes no promises. It is only a door.” Indeed, opportunity is only [...]