New challenge over at Saturday Surprise: waiting, expecting.
My take is melancholy: waiting for life to happen, for time to pass. Quotes are taken from a poem by Hannu Mäkelä, Finland. (Syksy tuli kutsumatta, Otava, 1974.) I can't believe I'm actually cutting the book - sorry, Hannu!
I like his poems, and the best ones I'm keeping. This one is a rather somber one, the protagonist is waiting for life to happen, for time to pass. Aren't we all, at times?
I think they suit well to illustrate what these Victorian ladies may be thinking.
Odotus I: Jokainen hetki
"Every moment lasts its given time" (traded)
Odotus II: Edessä päiviä
"And there are days ahead I don't want to live through" (pending)
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