Hm.That can't be the whole poem, is it?*goes to look it up*Okaaaaay...chosenby something invisible and powerful and uncontrollableand beautiful and possibly evenunsuitable —...I guess I'm certainly not one of "those" because I don't know what that means exactly. I feel like this poem could have used three more lines to ground me a bit more in the "where are we?" category. It's an oddly exclusive piece, but *shrug* I guess that's intentional.
I liked the ambiguity, but that's kind of where I am in life.