Hidden Things Poem by Constantine P. Cavafy

Hidden Things



From all I did and all I said
let no one try to find out who I was.
An obstacle was there distorting
the actions and the manner of my life.
An obstacle was often there
to stop me when I'd begin to speak.
From my most unnoticed actions,
my most veiled writing -
from these alone will I be understood.
But maybe it isn't worth so much concern,
so much effort to discover who I really am.
Later, in a more perfect society,
someone else made just like me
is certain to appear and act freely.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 06 April 2018

Great poem. It says so much without saying much. The poet discards any selfish motives and is hopeful of a more perfect and freer society in future to produce more accomplished poets and human beings.

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