Late arrival, no
One would think of blaming you
For hesitating so.
Who, setting his hand to knock
At a door so strange as this one,
Might not draw back?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I had read this poem years back in a fantastic book called The Hotel New Hampshire. There is so much meaning in these lines that they cling to your mind even through so many years. Suresh