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Comment 21 of 51, added on February 4th, 2011 at 10:47 PM.
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useptovaUtepe from United States
Comment 20 of 51, added on December 2nd, 2010 at 11:15 AM.
This poem is so great I really enjoyed this poem....
ayana stephens from Argentina
Comment 19 of 51, added on January 4th, 2010 at 5:42 PM.
I love this poem!!!!!!!!! =)
Jesse from United States
Comment 18 of 51, added on April 19th, 2007 at 11:11 AM.
I love this poem, it helped me with my life, great poem, if it wasnt for
this poem i would be living in my parents basement
Pedro Raguirez from Mexico
Comment 17 of 51, added on April 18th, 2007 at 4:04 PM.
i had to read this one twice but i understand it and i loved the meaning
behind it!!!
Starfire from United States
Comment 16 of 51, added on March 30th, 2006 at 2:08 AM.
Wonderful poem, great description. Short but sweet.
Love it.
Matt from New Zealand
Comment 15 of 51, added on March 19th, 2006 at 2:45 PM.
The poem is ediffying
Shope from Nigeria
Comment 14 of 51, added on January 4th, 2006 at 6:48 AM.
The poem is an example of Crane's economy: a lot is said in so few words. I
think 'black' is (unfortunately)used here in the conventional sense to
symbolize evil. (I am saying 'unfortunately' because this kind of image
keeps stereotyping and traumatizing the black race as being replicas of the
devil, yet some of the most heart-rending atrocities in the world have been
committed by the devil dressed in white, not black. Slavery, the Jewish
holocaust, colonialism of Africa, the invasion of Vietnam and Iraq are just
examples). The words 'clang' and 'clash' onomatopaeically represent the
raid (or ride as the poet prefers to call it). The alliteration in lines 2,
3 and 4 also contributes to the structural unity of the poem: the spear is
pitted against the shield (conjuring up a society less technologically
endowed: a spear, not a bomb), the hoof against the heel (an animal versus
a human or perhaps a savage versus a civilized person?), and wild shouts
against the wave of hair. The concluding line serves to underline the
'spirituality' of Crane's poem, which I think is unfortunate because we do
not miss much if the line is deleted altogether. In fact the word 'thus' in
that line tends to 'dilute' the seriousness of the poem: it makes it sound
like some mini-theological pamplet.
Danson Kahyana from Uganda
Comment 13 of 51, added on December 5th, 2005 at 10:07 PM.
By way of emendation, this poem was actually published in 1895, as the
first poem in Crane's first book of poems: _The Black Riders and Other
Lines_. It was written at the request of Crane's publisher. In any case,
it's very different from the other poems in the book, which (in my opinion)
are much better. Here are several examples of what I mean:
III
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter, bitter," he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."
IX
I stood upon a high place,
And saw, below, many devils
Running, leaping,
and carousing in sin.
One looked up, grinning,
And said, "Comrade! Brother!"
XXIV
I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never-"
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.
XXXII
Two or three angels
Came near to the earth.
They saw a fat church.
Little black streams of people
Came and went in continually.
And the angels were puzzled
To know why the people went thus,
And why they stayed so long within.
XLII
I walked in a desert.
And I cried,
"Ah, God, take me from this place!"
A voice said, "It is no desert."
I cried, "Well, But-
The sand, the heat, the vacant horizon."
A voice said, "It is no desert."
XLIV
I was in the darkness;
I could not see my words
Nor the wishes of my heart.
Then suddenly there was a great light-
"Let me into the darkness again."
XLVI
Many red devils ran from my heart
And out upon the page,
They were so tiny
The pen could mash them.
And many struggled in the ink.
It was strange
To write in this red muck
Of things from my heart.
I'd rather not. from United States
Comment 12 of 51, added on November 18th, 2005 at 8:50 PM.
My take on this is that it's a meditation on the horrors of war, the
fierceness of it's execution, and how one side will always view their enemy
as commiting Sin.
Lee from United States
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