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Comment 12 of 92, added on August 26th, 2007 at 6:44 PM.
As children we don't know who we are. All we have is our dreams which will
eventually make us into knowers of whatever we think we know when we are
adults. As children the horizons and ideas of ourselves are not yet
limited by the fulfilment (or not) of our dreams. As adults we have
already created our identities which are displayed in our life actions. It
is a splendrous time to be young and to not know who we are and to have the
identities forgeable before us.
from United States
Comment 11 of 92, added on May 25th, 2007 at 1:18 PM.
Two little whos is a short yet meaning full poem. It tells the story if how
who little children not unlike Hansel and Grettle. they came to the hill to
receive a pale of water and came back getting hurt and not having any water
Comment 10 of 92, added on April 25th, 2007 at 4:07 PM.
this makes no sence at all. it is just words. at least to me.
Comment 9 of 92, added on March 31st, 2006 at 12:23 PM.
I really dont get this poem the is the and this is the am i and the is this
a fat poem for the united States of Americcca
rory matt from Canada
Comment 8 of 92, added on November 6th, 2005 at 12:52 PM.
To read a grea amount of imagery seems inane, of course their always pairs
of males and females in any
society since recorded time. The fact that is the most stiking is
implication is that the the male and female who are uninitiated from the
beginng to the end that is the important point.
Comment 7 of 92, added on September 8th, 2005 at 9:44 PM.
This poem reminds me the biblical passage of Adam and Eve. The innocent
love may be read as a pure love before the acquired experience (a sort of
experience as described by William Blake) and free of any feeling of
fault. A transcendental love that hovers over the flesh limitations.
Comment 6 of 92, added on August 15th, 2005 at 10:31 PM.
I wonder if this language reminds anyone else of Yoda
Fay Holbrook from United States
Comment 5 of 92, added on July 6th, 2005 at 10:40 PM.
Read it four times slowly, then once fast. I got a funny sense of the
future in this poem. Very complez and I love the interesting use of his
Observer from United States
Comment 4 of 92, added on June 5th, 2005 at 2:58 PM.
This poem reminds me of another by ee cummings whose first line is "maggie
and milly and molly and may went down to the beach to play one day" or
something similar and equally sweet.
Lane from United States
Comment 3 of 92, added on May 15th, 2005 at 6:41 AM.
A feeling of atemporary youth, atemporary love, before being born into the
"grown up", "the known", the perishable.
About the potential ecxeeding by far the reality.
A little bit like the youths on Keats` Grecian urn.
liana pehrsson-berindei from Denmark
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