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Analysis and comments on The Garden by Ezra Pound

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Comment 9 of 99, added on December 4th, 2005 at 11:30 PM.

A perfect example of why you must understand every word used in a poem!
Samain (or Samhain) was the Celtic harvest festival and the precusor to our
modern Halloween. The Celts believed that on the eve of Samain, the door
between the world of the living and the dead was opened and the dead walked
among the living (they even left out sweets for them!)...see if that
changes your analysis or opinion of this poem. (As for me, I'm reminded of
all the intricacies of menopausal women, but then again, that's just my
opinion, and clearly everyone's got one!)

Carly Cobb from United States
Comment 8 of 99, added on November 5th, 2005 at 3:15 PM.

Trite and sophomoric!

Barbara Hafner from United States
Comment 7 of 99, added on August 18th, 2005 at 10:41 PM.

i think the poem talks of a modern individual,who in this world needs to
talk ,needs a company....In this poem we see the focus shifting from
external to the internal....telling how empty one feels within.

vandana wadhawan from India
Comment 6 of 99, added on June 16th, 2005 at 12:56 AM.

it is obvious that the woman in this poem is very wealthy, but yet she does
not feel satisfied with all her riches as she yearns for children of her
own which,clearly, money can never buy. in the last stanza, it was stated
'She would like some one to speak to her,And is almost afraid that I will
commit that indiscretion.' i inferred that she really wanted to speak with
someone-anyone-despite their status but yet could not do so because of her
wealth.

Cheryl Saw from Singapore
Comment 5 of 99, added on June 15th, 2005 at 8:04 PM.

This poor woman is ‘owned’ by a man, her father? her husband? and lives in
a dream of life that is stultifying in it’s rigid adherence to ‘proper’ and
‘traditional’ manners of behavior. Her removal from nature by these social
codes is causing her to die inside as see feels she must crush any emotion
all of which comes from the animal side of man’s soul. Clearly as she is
unable to live, as well she is unable to produce the quantity of children
that poor folks can as she is required to play hostess and has been perched
upon a pedestal as a living breathing goddess. Unfortunately by becoming
that which she is ‘seen’ as, she becomes unapproachable, thus caught in a
trap of not-life.

Lawrence Turner from United States
Comment 4 of 99, added on March 13th, 2005 at 9:49 PM.

This woman, like many beautiful, intellectual women,
is caught up in the mannerisms and roles of her
daily life. Bored, like so many of us, she wanders
in envy of those whose lives seem simpler, mundane,
perhaps easier in the lack of angst brought by a
higher IQ, a higher level of responsibility. Yet,
despite her privilege, she is aware that her identity
is slight and she wavers in the winds of reality. Pound,
the essential male 'I' notices her, knows what she
needs and catches her attention, inviting her to the
'other side' of herself. She, hesitant, knows too
well the cost, wants to run, but wavers, considering. A lovely, poignant
poem.

Susan from United States
Comment 3 of 99, added on March 9th, 2005 at 2:42 PM.

The woman in this poem was incredibly sad and lonely. I felt that she had
longed for a child for a very long time. She was wealthy, but her money
could not provide for her the one thing that she wanted and needed most.
Having grown up in an affluent environment, she felt superior to the poor
women, but at the same time she envied them. They had what she could not,
a child of their own. She wanted to reach out and touch the children, if
only for a moment, to satisfy her maternal longings, but she could not; for
to do so, would be to cross forbidden boundaries. She was trapped in a
lonely and empty existence, her only comfort being her wealth.

Beverly Rutledge from United States
Comment 2 of 99, added on November 17th, 2004 at 7:52 PM.

this poem is about class structure - and how it is dying out. the woman in
the poem is emotionally weary (anemia) but also physically as in 'those'
days the very wealthy families holding title married among the family to
keep the blood line "pure": this of course can only be done for so long
before it is physically impossible to reproduce due to lack of new genes.
that is why "in her is the end of breeding"...there is so much more to this
poem, but the woman, dressed up incredibly fancily for the park is wanting
to show her wealth but at the same time wishing she were as strong and
robust as the poor people (they all have a wider gene selection providing
for healthier humans). She wants to be talked to by them, but at the same
time doesnt want them to. Thats why it says, in the last three lines of the
poem
"She would like some one to speak to her,
And is almost afraid that I
will commit that indiscretion."
"I" being the speaker of the poem whom we can assume is one of the "filthy,
sturdy, unkillable" "poor" people

rebecca from Canada
Comment 1 of 99, added on November 12th, 2004 at 5:27 PM.

it speaks about emotional suicide.....Anyone out there
gental enough to penetrate me softly? I need to be rebuilt or at the very
least beat.

jen wolfe from United States

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Poet: Ezra Pound
Poem: The Garden
Added: Feb 20 2003
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