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Comment 8 of 48, added on August 9th, 2005 at 4:46 AM.
i don't think this poem should be taken so autobiographically. although we
can say that this poem is influenced by the author's own experiences, it is
necessary to consider the themes inherent in all her other works of poetry,
and that is feminism. this wreck, as i interpret, is an observational
journey into what is the wreck of male and female relations, in particular
the disadvantages that women experienced during the time of the poem's
writing. this is, however, a poem about the process of surveyance. i don't
think any real resolution is reached; evidence is collected, photos taken,
but no conclusion is reached.
Victor from Australia
Comment 7 of 48, added on July 4th, 2005 at 11:22 AM.
I'm intrigued by this "book of myths" which opens and closes the poem about
the wreck, but what she's looking for is "the thing itself and not the
myth"? Not the myth?
But we still carry the book of myths with us ...
"a book of myths
our names do not appear."
But what is a "myth"?
A story?Ideas? Lyes? Words?
"The words are purposes.
The words are maps."
The myths are those who guide us to the "things" to reality, but is it our
duty to follow them, the myths, to discover our realities? Our wrecks?
Too many questions? Well, sorry, I do not have answers...
Beatrice from Switzerland
Comment 6 of 48, added on May 1st, 2005 at 4:23 PM.
While looking at the poem it is a temptation for the reader to see this as
a metaphor for Rich's failed marriage do not do this! While there might be
glimpses of this motif in the poem the poem is about the personal journey
one must take to find the world (in the poem it is the wreck) that existed
sometime in pre-history that allowed men and women to co-exist without
patriarchy as equals.
She does go inward, looking for the truth not the abstract and definately
not looking for questions about her marriage. She goes inward to find this
truth about the wreck because it is a journey everyone must take by
themselves! Rich writes, "We are, I am, you are/ by cowardice or courage/
the one who find our way" showing that this is a trip that must be taken by
all, but must be taken alone because if you bring others, the truth of the
wreck will not be found because of the myths others would bring if they
were not there for themselves searching as Rich does for the truth of a
world where the androgenous lived.
Matt from United States
Comment 5 of 48, added on April 27th, 2005 at 10:06 PM.
It sounds to me like she wrote about how , after her husband committed
suicide, she went inward trying to find answers to the many questions that
invariably occur to those left behind, specifically her's in this case, and
learned who she had become over the years and through the wrenching loss of
her husband under the most trying circumstance of suicide; and how to go
on with her life and new knowledge of herself.
from United States
Comment 4 of 48, added on April 18th, 2005 at 10:06 AM.
i think think this poem kind of relate to me because it made me think of my
Comment 3 of 48, added on April 1st, 2005 at 4:12 PM.
My first impression of this poem was that it is about the poet describing a
backwards look at her marriage (the wreck). Her (ex)husband committed
suicide around the time of the writing of this poem.She speaks about the
damage done and the words that were maps, and I understand the sexual
androgney to mean that there is no man or woman in the blame, but rather
that they were both individuals in the marriage.
GPM from United States
Comment 2 of 48, added on January 13th, 2005 at 12:28 PM.
I don't think this poem is a metaphor for anything. I think it's literally
about a ship wreck. Mrs. Rich fooled you all.
from United States
Comment 1 of 48, added on November 21st, 2004 at 3:31 PM.
I wanted to purchase this book for my girl friend twenty years ago. Also, I
loved the title 'the dream of a common language."
She bought tickets to a "HOT TUNA" concert instead. And, in her grand
parent's cottage by the lake in Maine, she said she did not love me.
So Much for the honeymoon.
from United States
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