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Comment 29 of 39, added on January 26th, 2006 at 11:51 AM.
thispoem is bad >;-P
tasha from United States
Comment 28 of 39, added on January 25th, 2006 at 3:08 AM.
hhhhhmmmm i guess i take the poem at face value. A girl feels so deeply.
she is what she experiences the tree, the flower, the whatever and the
world cannot understand
TomCarroll
Comment 27 of 39, added on January 11th, 2006 at 7:03 PM.
amazing poem...speaks to my senses
Jameroquai from Brunei Darussalam, Negara
Comment 26 of 39, added on January 5th, 2006 at 12:31 PM.
I think that his poems are smart and if you can make money off two
sentences then koo koo!!!! I wish I could do it...........jealous
people!!!!
lauren from Canada
Comment 25 of 39, added on November 28th, 2005 at 11:15 AM.
Isn't Ezra a womans Name???
Mishcie from Chile
Comment 24 of 39, added on November 23rd, 2005 at 9:12 PM.
"all this is folly to the world"
that is the center of the poem to me and what i want to understand.
Pound describes his feelings about the subject of his poem, the little
girl, by comparing her to a tree. He takes her in his hands literally
(that is how i read it) and it suggests to me that he is taking care of
her. But the image of the sap ascending his arms becomes more ominous. Then
the idea of the tree (child) penetrating him, becomes stranger and more
ominous still such that branches grow from his arms. Is he saying that he
feels so responsible for her or is so moved by her that she has become a
part of him? By the end of the poem
she is everything: the tree. the moss. the violets with wind blowing above
them. These are beautiful images but the last line, again, turns
foreboding: "and all this is folly to the world". The power and beauty of
a girl is what makes the world fall and sin. Pound's point of view could
be viewed as ambiguous. He loves and hates the little girl.
amy Correia from United States
Comment 23 of 39, added on October 18th, 2005 at 6:11 PM.
i don't get it
Gladys Lopez from United States
Comment 22 of 39, added on October 11th, 2005 at 10:12 PM.
a touching moving poem ( i also had been thinking that pound was a woman)
mohamad from Morocco
Comment 21 of 39, added on August 26th, 2005 at 10:54 AM.
it is not just 'folly' as Pound said but a mirracle of life that a child
can be like a tree that grows out of a parent body. First, it is just a sap
but soon it takes all the strentgh from it and overgrows the parential
tree... Well, sometimes the child can suck all the 'juice' out of its
parent. But here Pound seems to enjoy it.
agi from Poland
Comment 20 of 39, added on August 24th, 2005 at 7:45 PM.
It seems to me as if Mr. Pound is describing the pounding of Mr. Pounds
pud, which he so convientently terms a "tree." Ha! You wish! Pound, old
boy! More like a twig, I would imagine. To each his own, I suppose.
Brother Geo from United States
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thispoem is bad >;-P
tasha from United States