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Comment 31 of 31, added on June 11th, 2008 at 8:36 PM.
For those who have the nerve to say that suicidal people think of no one
but themselves (I'm talking to you here, Ann Shenae), you obviously have
never dealt with suicide or even depression in general.
The suicidal, the one's who truly mean to die, go through months and even
years of agonizing thought and planning to find a way out that will hurt
those around them in the least way possible.
No, suicide is NOT the best option. For some people however, it is the only
option that makes sense.
And please, don't bring God into this. That never helped anyone.
Etain from United States
Comment 30 of 31, added on May 22nd, 2008 at 11:13 PM.
Does anyone understand why the boarding house caught fire each year?
It seems like so few of the comments here are about the poem. Someone
mentioned the guitars. I think she was sort of joking. Have you ever been
in that place where you are crying, but then you start laughing because of
how ridiculous it is? I think that's what the "of course" was about,
followed by traditional ridiculous images of heaven. Floating up and having
guitars play, or seeing her father and he's young enough to have good
posture. She thinks the sonar of the bats understand it best: she went from
moving to inanimate, and that's all. But I don't get the boardinghouse line
and I wish I did.
Jonny Doe from United States
Comment 29 of 31, added on April 29th, 2006 at 7:36 PM.
I love all her poetry, it's honest and deep filled with a distinct
understanding of her own pain and suffering. I suggest those that read and
judge without knowledge read more of her work and read her Biography.
Suicide is not always the answer, but sometimes the only way for a truly
tortured soul to finally rest and ease the life-long never ending pain. A
great poem, a great writer, and a sister of tortured souls...
~Barb~ from United States
Comment 28 of 31, added on April 23rd, 2006 at 6:25 PM.
i am ill from pain
ill die from shame
deppresion is lame and it carnt be named
for who i am and what i will be suicidle is becoming of me
help is needed help is wanted no one can here my crys of help
living on a edge thats about to fall
no ones hereing my crys i call
no one for me
thats the way it will be
natasha from United Kingdom
Comment 27 of 31, added on March 27th, 2006 at 8:59 PM.
Like what was said previously not all poets must be ill to write the way
they do. Ok its true that many of them do have expiences that have been
hard and depressing that most likely influence their work. But whose to say
that a person that is mostly happy can't write a depressing poem. People
don't just have one emotion, everyone goes through different phases.
Ana from United States
Comment 26 of 31, added on November 10th, 2005 at 12:45 AM.
"you don't have to be ill to be a poet."
No, you surely don't. You just have to be human. Pain, happiness,
depression - all human things that we experience. Some, worse than others.
What makes a poet is life, langauge, and being human. Not illnesses. It's
the god-given ability to convey thoughts and ideas through metaphores and
similies etc. Anne Sexton was truly great. She wasn't psychologically ill.
I think we're all psyhcologically ill in the eyes of a psychiatrist. Anne
Sexton was just painfully human.
Helen from Australia
Comment 25 of 31, added on October 19th, 2005 at 7:12 AM.
One measure is the number of comments garnered. Is it really her "suicide
note" -- what if we didn't know anything about her life. Perhaps she
couldn't help but write it. It is eloquent, and darkly beautiful. Languid.
Even sensual. Profound. Very sad. She could not live. She is not
giving excuses. She bravely and dangerously wrests her inner turmoil and
illness out into the open -- not to impress or for praise or any of that
(-- thus the epigram by Artaud -- she did it because she had to -- ) such
private intimate visceral things so personal she couldn't know them herself
until she put them out for the public to ooo, ahh, gawk and spit upon.
Yes, what a sad life. What a loss. What if she had kept it all inside?
Even a greater loss.
Robert from United States
Comment 24 of 31, added on October 17th, 2005 at 7:28 PM.
right. sure. whatever. you don't have to be ill to be a poet. i know plenty
of miserable assholes out there and they're not writing poetry. there is no
valid point in what todd has said that hasn't been said before. he's just
waxing it. as for youif you want to blow him then blow him, just don't
think your two cents added on to his-has any value.
zoo
Comment 23 of 31, added on October 3rd, 2005 at 3:05 AM.
Actually Todd said something very important in my opinion. I don't know a
single poet who is not tortured. I think the illness creates the Poet.
Jade
Comment 22 of 31, added on September 21st, 2005 at 8:05 PM.
todd is stupid. you don't know what you're talking about. you just like to
put things into neat little packages with broad labels. say something
original or don't say anything at all.
zoo from United States
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For those who have the nerve to say that suicidal people think of no one
but themselves (I'm talking to you here, Ann Shenae), you obviously have
never dealt with suicide or even depression in general.
The suicidal, the one's who truly mean to die, go through months and even
years of agonizing thought and planning to find a way out that will hurt
those around them in the least way possible.
No, suicide is NOT the best option. For some people however, it is the only
option that makes sense.
And please, don't bring God into this. That never helped anyone.
Etain from United States