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Analysis and comments on somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond by e.e. cummings

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Comment 112 of 292, added on February 24th, 2008 at 9:17 PM.

The last line of this poem is the most interesting and complex line of the
entire poem, but I think I may have an answer for it. "nobody,not even the
rain..." is describing the girl in this poem. She is the rain. Earlier E.
E. metaphorically described himself as a flower, and the girl can open him
up. What is one thing the opens up a flower? Rain. The last half of this
line says, "has such small hands." In the same stanza of this line
Cummings is perplexed about what it is about her that opens and closes, but
he truly believes that there is more to her than what meets the eye. When
he says that she opens and closes, he is describing her behavior. She
teases him and makes him believe that her emotions do not run deep. E. E.
does not fall for her games, and believes that there is more to her than
what she portrays. Cummings closed himself as fingers, and therefore he
knows she does not have "small hands." No one can be that shallow.
Everyone hides their true emotions, and they won't truly open up and let
them out as they should.

Jay from United States
Comment 111 of 292, added on January 2nd, 2008 at 2:59 AM.

i wish ee were still alive... i think this poem is about love and its power
over us. love is something abstract, something we cannot touch or see. but
it compels us to open or close like a flower. i still wish we can all ask
him though... sigh

cynthia from New Zealand
Comment 110 of 292, added on August 25th, 2007 at 10:23 PM.

Cummings wrote from his heart...and soul...from within his own mind and
feelings..he poured out what filled him up... some good some painful...some
beautiful...some tragic...what he wrote he lived and through his sometimes
twisted, sometimes confusing, sometimes misinterperited, sometimes
mispelled and tangled....web of words... we all are able to be taken in by
his ability to captivate each of us enough to wrote comments here...we
could have kept our thoughts to ourselves...but we didnt...we
shared...maybe not caring realy who would read them later on...but enough
to write the words outloud...to express our feelings on how we were made to
feel by his ability to make us do just that...and that is the true magic &
beauty of everything that the brilliant word artist writes and stood
for...dont just seize the day- seize the moments...

GIRA DESIA from United States
Comment 109 of 292, added on June 11th, 2007 at 1:32 AM.

i love this poem so much... it takes my breath away!

Amanda from Philippines
Comment 108 of 292, added on June 10th, 2007 at 9:44 PM.

Unfortunately I did travel there once, and it brought great heartache. But
it was still worth it. Love is sometimes bittersweet. This poem is exactly
what I feel for this person, for some reason he touches something that no
one can and I let him go. Cummings was a genius to be able to put love and
the way it can touch us in such terms.

Ginger from United States
Comment 107 of 292, added on May 21st, 2007 at 4:16 PM.

these beautifull words inspired me a lot to my artwork .thank you,mr

stefanie siering
Comment 106 of 292, added on May 18th, 2007 at 10:03 PM.

i have heard of this poem out from a famous song but it mattered so much to
me now that i understand what it means when i myself been to an experience
where i have loved so much but then so unfortunate that i cannot have his
love. though i am in pain, though i am sad, i never regret a thing for i
was happiest when i met him. the experience led me to a great discovery of
myself, of this life, of love...it taught me to be brave and gave
importance of honesty...and so i quote "i do not know about you that closes
and opens, only something in me understands, the voice of your eyes is
deeper than all roses, nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands".

brokenopen from Philippines
Comment 105 of 292, added on May 13th, 2007 at 4:05 AM.

The best poem ever written. My favorite. I simply fall in love with every
words and inspires me to hold on with what matters. That love is beyond
physical aspect, it's more of the inner being. The self, The soul.

Tin from Philippines
Comment 104 of 292, added on May 8th, 2007 at 11:52 PM.

I'm here, three days before my wedding, to copy this poem for our program,
since I introduced my wife to this poem years ago. I stumbled across the
comments section, and began reading some of the posts. On page 10, I find

Comment 12 of 103, added on November 19th, 2004 at 11:25 AM.

I was in high school when I first came across this poem. It was a Senior
English class, and we were going through a poetry lesson. My teacher was
impressed I had already heard it and asked the class how to interpret it.
Again, I was the only one with a raised hand and probably the only one who
gave a damn and wasn't nodding off. Anyways, from then on he called me the
'poet lauriate' and it was such an honor since he was an amazing teacher
that is now retired.

Jenn from United States

Now this "Jenn" who posted this comment, unbeknownst to me almost three
years ago, is a longtime friend and will be a bridesmaid at my wedding.
The teacher she speaks of is my father, who I also learned the poem from in
high school. Wow, sometimes life takes bizarre turns. Thanks, mr
cummings, for speaking a language that's truly universal.

Jason from United States
Comment 103 of 292, added on April 19th, 2007 at 5:59 PM.

From our point of view it is as if the relationship is one-sided. He being
so in love with everything about her he is blind to the fact that she
doesn't give anything in return. But maybe this is what love is suppose to
be. If you are truly in love you should be under the other person's spell,
and blind when it comes to their flaws because they are small compared to
their perfections.

Emily from United States

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