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Comment 2 of 2, added on March 25th, 2008 at 10:55 AM.
I first read this poem when I was engaged to my wife--and I couldn't
imagine her youth and beauty conquered by death. I still can't.
Fortunately we are both still alive and in love; and I view this poignant
poem with a degree of trepidation, as some people watch horror films. I
can read the poem and be affected by it and weep; and then go in and hold
her close. I dread the day I will have to read the poem without her.
John Youngblood from United States
Comment 1 of 2, added on November 27th, 2005 at 8:51 PM.
I first read this poem at age 19, while watching my mother slowly die of
breast Cancer. It immediatly struck a cord. It expressed the utter
helplessness in the inevitability of death. It also showed man no less
vulnerable to the cycle of life than the leaves on the trees or the wilting
flowers. Our death is just as inevitable, and as unimpoertant to the earth.
Angela from United States
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I first read this poem when I was engaged to my wife--and I couldn't
imagine her youth and beauty conquered by death. I still can't.
Fortunately we are both still alive and in love; and I view this poignant
poem with a degree of trepidation, as some people watch horror films. I
can read the poem and be affected by it and weep; and then go in and hold
her close. I dread the day I will have to read the poem without her.
John Youngblood from United States