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Comment 33 of 153, added on December 23rd, 2008 at 8:41 PM.
Why are you so bothered by MeMe's choice to use the word "mitigate"? It is
in the dictionary after all.
And you tell her not to think too hard. What is poetry for if it doesn't
make you think or feel anything? You don't need to be a professional
intellectual to have an opinion.
Why do you think this is a good, well written poem? Maybe you envy MeMe
because you can't articulate yourself.
Cheers to Carver.
joese from United Kingdom
Comment 32 of 153, added on September 16th, 2008 at 10:06 PM.
"The beauty of this poem is in the way it reaches toward illuminating the
truth that art, or creativity, mitigates the suffering..."
C'mon. you're thinking too much. trying to be some intellect. "mitigates
the suffering.." c'mon.
its just a good, well written poem.
dont think too hard MeMe.
from United States
Comment 31 of 153, added on March 5th, 2008 at 1:05 PM.
this poem is sick i like it i keep reading it over and over
ernie from United States
Comment 30 of 153, added on June 19th, 2007 at 10:34 PM.
This is an amazing poem. I wonder about those of you who just write, "This
is terrible" or some such. Why bother to comment if you're not going to
explain your ideas, your thoughts, your analysis? I can't even tell if some
of you have put thought into it. Maybe you just have a good/terrible button
on your keyboard...
The beauty of this poem is in the way it reaches toward illuminating the
truth that art, or creativity, mitigates the suffering of being human. The
author loves his daughter and loved the dog. Death is ultimately
inescapable. The only thing that makes the painful situation of life, love
and death bearable is writing a poem about it. Then the poem turns out to
be so good that it does more than take the edge off the suffering; it
brings the writer happiness! A kind of happiness-despite-death. What more
could any of us ask for? It's all we've got as mortals in this world.
A woman is yelling at him. She's trying to break into what he's built as a
way of happiness. She's his wife, most likely. She isn't the source of his
happiness, so the marriage might be on the rocks. He's holding on. "How
long can this go on?"
I hope reading poems brings you all happiness. I'd love to read thoughtful
MeMe from United States
Comment 29 of 153, added on June 11th, 2007 at 3:32 PM.
this is a really good poem LOL
Comment 28 of 153, added on March 14th, 2007 at 5:15 PM.
this is gay!
Adrianna from United States
Comment 27 of 153, added on December 22nd, 2006 at 1:12 AM.
I am astounded that so many visitors to this site fail to comprehend the
genious of Raymond Carver. His dirty little secret - that he extracts some
artistic joy from the death of his daughter's dog - and his confessional
regarding same, are brilliant honesty in its most raw form. The literal
meaning and the poet's dilemna are as one - the dog is dead and Carver is
genuinely sorry for his daughter, but at the same time he (the poet Carver)
is secretly pleased to have something to stoke his creative fires. The
separation between artist and person - creator and person - has never been
more stark. Read it - read everything Carver wrote and savour every
Lindsay Varcoe from Australia
Comment 26 of 153, added on April 18th, 2006 at 9:34 PM.
This poem is very depressing!!!
Zach from United States
Comment 25 of 153, added on March 15th, 2006 at 12:24 PM.
This is the first Carver poem I read, and then I was hooked. He is by far
my favorite poet of all time. Other favorites include "Transformation" and
"The Current," but I've grown attached to a number of his pieces and like
his poetry more than his prose. Thanks for the site.
Cindy from United States
Comment 24 of 153, added on January 28th, 2006 at 3:47 PM.
this is a terrible terrible poem.
george from Canada
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