The Politics of Doors
With every doorway, decisions.
Accept, deny. Turn.
How to resist the ajar,
the barely closed?
Is what emerges
expelled or escaped,
free or released?
Resistant as always,
I swivel,
pause to inhale.
O at the Edges
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O at the Edges 
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Thank you, Beth.
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I never thought of doors as political, but you’re right. At each door is a decision to be made.
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Sometimes it’s simply a matter of perception. Sometimes the decisions are made for us.
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This is a great one, Robert. 👌🏻
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Thanks very much, Jay.
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It breathtaking, isn’t it? Assessing viewpoints. Making decisions. Fabulous poem!
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Thanks, Jilanne. Push or pull, close or open…
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Yes, all of the above. Haven’t checked in for a while but I have reblogged this one. Thanks for posting Robert.
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Thanks very much for reblogging!
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Have you read the book Exit West by Hamid Mohsin? His book, like your poem, uses doors as symbolism for change for refugees looking for a better and safer life. Sadly one doesn’t know what is behind the door until one makes the decision to cross through it.
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I have not read Exit West. Sounds interesting! Thanks for letting me know about it.
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