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Comment 68 of 128, added on October 14th, 2008 at 10:42 PM.
I think Emily want to show that humam's life is as short as the rose's
from Saudi Arabia
Comment 67 of 128, added on August 5th, 2008 at 12:54 AM.
the poem want us to enjoy every moment of our life and we should live it to
the fullest,we may encounter many obstacles down the road,but for me thats
what spice up our life
ace from Philippines
Comment 66 of 128, added on July 4th, 2008 at 2:33 PM.
I believe it is not about yourself our anyone else.
My opinion is that it is about the death of loved ones... Dying of
humans, friends, gives sadness and makes us mourn. For such a thing as a
rose it is easy to die, as nobody will miss it. The problem is not in the
dying of a friend but in the absence it creates.
Hans from Belgium
Comment 65 of 128, added on May 30th, 2007 at 11:21 AM.
Though not my most favorite of Dickinson's poems, it has quite an impactful
thought so many of us are concerned with. She eloquently places the thought
of being nothing on one of Western Society's biggest emblem of importance.
Also, Karl from Azerbaijan, you missed the meaning entirely. This poem is
about how important everyone thinks they are, but the truth is virtually no
one will notice you are gone. Sure some family members will mourn you, but
you, like countless others, will end up as just another tombstone no one
comes to visit, slowly wearing out your name until it is entirely
Jacob P. from United States
Comment 64 of 128, added on March 21st, 2007 at 3:01 PM.
this poem really speaks out to a lot of people. its so amazing how so many
people can relate to it. if you dont like this poem then dont type a
comment criticism b/c no one f****** cares!
jennifer from Germany
Comment 63 of 128, added on March 14th, 2007 at 6:36 AM.
This is sooo deeep. And sooo good. I Love it sooo mcuh. Love you to. Good
Danielle from Canada
Comment 62 of 128, added on April 18th, 2006 at 3:43 PM.
I thought this poem was very deep. It shows how little we as individuals
are noticed, though, to a very few, we are the whole world. It shows how
we are all forgotten at some point, and we have to hold on to what we have.
I enjoyed it very much, and I think it was one of her best poems.
halli from United States
Comment 61 of 128, added on April 16th, 2006 at 12:26 PM.
Having busy lives we do not notice that we are individuals, that we are
unique... Sometimes life scene makes us actors and allows us to forget
ourselves... We all are piligrims in one way or another, piligrims who
sometimes have to stand alone in the way of life, who sometimes need to
grow sharp prickles, and not be remembered. Uniqueness of the person is not
always noticed and valued: others, like the butterfly and the bee, would
use him or her, while others, as free as the piligrim ( the wind and the
bird)would love "the rose" and miss it pushing up the daisies... Only a
free soul can understand another free soul...
Here I see a simile: a person is as beautiful as a rose, as strong as
rose`s prickles, as lonely as a piligrim and as free as a wind or a bird;
therefore she/he is unique.
Inga from Lithuania
Comment 60 of 128, added on April 12th, 2006 at 9:10 AM.
This is probably the worst poem ever. It was so boring. I really dont
know what you people were thinking when you read this. Like one person said
"most people notice you when your dead" okay.... make something great in
your life and people will notice you. When you die your remembered. duh.
karl from Azerbaijan
Comment 59 of 128, added on April 5th, 2006 at 7:14 PM.
This poem is my favorite ever. I just read it, and it's awesome!
Sonia from United States
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