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Comment 8 of 8, added on August 27th, 2007 at 7:19 PM.
I wrote this in a yearbook of someone that is like a sister to me, I hope
they also understand what it means.
This is my favorite poem, it feels like my life.
Jake P from United States
Comment 7 of 8, added on June 9th, 2007 at 11:06 AM.
one of my best friends wrote this poem in my yearbook it was close 2 making
me cry i love it to me it says that friendship is important it can feel
like love at some itmes, it can be a bond in which you can share your
deepest darkest secrets and never have to fear anything will be told to
someone else and that you'll never have to feel alone. But one day it will
end as death comes about and you don't want to dwell on the loss of a
friend so he will 'never bother you anymore'
alison from United States
Comment 6 of 8, added on January 29th, 2007 at 8:17 PM.
I first read this poem in 1987 in the library at SDSU when I was a
freshman. I remember that it literally made me catch my breath, because it
was the first poem I'd ever read that I completely understood and that I
committed to memory. So, not having thought of it in a long time I found
myself unable to remember the last part and found it here. 20 years later,
still moving.
nancy from United States
Comment 5 of 8, added on March 16th, 2006 at 8:03 PM.
This is a favorite of mine. I read it over and over trying to totally
understand it.
(not that I can or will in the near future...or ever)
I think it may be about ignorance.I think so...I'll go read it again.
:)
Kerry from United States
Comment 4 of 8, added on January 23rd, 2006 at 10:59 PM.
This is the poem that made me like poetry
Bob
Comment 3 of 8, added on December 15th, 2005 at 10:13 PM.
this has got to be one of my most favorite EE Cummings poems... ^^
Gretchen Northrop from United States
Comment 2 of 8, added on November 5th, 2005 at 3:24 PM.
This is a wonderful poem i reall like it is wish that someday i could write
poetry like this.
Chelsea from United States
Comment 1 of 8, added on December 8th, 2004 at 12:54 AM.
In the pit of my stomache
Simply short of breath
Anger in my finger tips
I really like your site.
Kelly Ishihara from United States
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I wrote this in a yearbook of someone that is like a sister to me, I hope
they also understand what it means.
This is my favorite poem, it feels like my life.
Jake P from United States