I SAID: Because it is the case that Every living man must in the end die, While we are in the world let us be merry. But I found that happiness comes not with pursuing. Like the butterflies of Taiwan, It flutters about the coolie pushing the @3toro@1 up-hill; The mother with the burden in her body or on her back. Is it wary of the net of the pursuer, Or curious, like the butterflies of Taiwan? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRODIGAL SON by DAVID IGNATOW RETROSPECTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CELSUS AT HADRIAN'S VILLA by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ELIZABETH CHILDERS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE DECISION (APRIL 14, 1861) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE BALINESE WITCH DOCTOR by KAREN SWENSON |