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Comment 51 of 51, added on April 22nd, 2009 at 5:26 AM.
the story sounds good but short
Everald from Jamaica
Comment 50 of 51, added on January 25th, 2009 at 2:06 AM.
This poem is symbolic in many aspects, but what it hits me hard is that no matter how unimportant one can be in this mundane world, he should fulfill his reason d'etre in the time that is given to him without questioning! What really matters when he is dirt is that whether he could become a 'man' enough to stay where he is supposed to be until the end!
Tansu from Turkey
Comment 49 of 51, added on September 24th, 2008 at 9:59 PM.
Self-pity invites us to think that God is uncaring or unknowing as to our plight, that we need to work things out for ourselves rather that trust in His goodness to bring joy and victory in spite of circumstances. While it is human nature to visit Pity City once in a while, it never pays to take up residence there.
Pearl from United States
Comment 48 of 51, added on September 22nd, 2008 at 9:10 AM.
At times we confuse self-pity with real inability to tolerate pain.. At times we are really too bruised and hurt to move on with other lives, but people accuse us of self-pity and keep pushing to "let go".. And then we have to cut a piece of us that we cherished so dearly - and we somehow do it "wildly" because it's the only way to move on.... That's the way I see it..
Spec from Israel
Comment 47 of 51, added on August 6th, 2008 at 8:36 PM.
I hear this poem from an American film named "G.I.Jane",after I read it many times, I found I like it so much, everyone are self-pity on conscious or subconsious, I don't think it's unnecessary thing, becase the whole life is consists with all those little feelings and thought, as well as happy and pleasure......
Fiona from China
Comment 46 of 51, added on July 3rd, 2008 at 1:12 PM.
I think this poem has many meanings and values that could be derived from it. One that is most important is how self-pity is a creation of man. As people we create many feelings and emotions that make us hurt, or even times mentally unstable, and for what reason. It is not necessary! Self-pity, greed, jealousy have no reason to exist.
Luke from Canada
Comment 45 of 51, added on March 26th, 2007 at 8:07 AM.
About this poem I can only say that this man was one hell of a writer.
A two-line poem with so much depth, and words that is so powerful.
Every time I face a hard decision in my life, I refer to this poem for
inspiration and comfort. It has even helped me in this time of my life,
getting through the feeling of a great loss. Lawrence was not just a poet
but an artist with typewriter and paper as his pallet. Expressions like
wordsmith would not even begin to describe his talent.
jesse from United States
Comment 44 of 51, added on January 1st, 2007 at 9:00 PM.
How do we know the bird did not feel sorry for itself?
Anyone who has ever had a puppy or a dog knows this.
Joe from United States
Comment 43 of 51, added on July 21st, 2006 at 7:43 AM.
It seems when poetry is used in movies, awareness of the poet/poem increase. Check out "Brown Penny" by Yeats (movie connection).
The wild thing in line one also has many meanings beyond the bird. I think there could be something said about those that kill, as in crazy killers--and I am NOT comparing killers to soldiers (too many of my family have served in the military with honor). Ever notice when most crazy killers, for example Charles Manson, are interviewed they always claim they killed for a good reason, or it was the other person's fault; there is no ownership for the act of killing.
Many of the comments posted are so well-written. For the critics, and those that lack thinking beyond the literal, why not keep an open mind? Like someone posted--poetry is many things. I was really touched by the former soldiers comments, and found it interesting that this poem really is used as part of the S.E.A.L. training.
dallas from United States
Comment 42 of 51, added on June 22nd, 2006 at 8:16 AM.
D H Lawrence's poem describes my Father to me. My father fought a long stoic battle against chronic illness, he finally lost a battle with cancer. My Father like the small bird never felt sorry for himself and was one of the most optimistic and strong souls I have had the privilage to know. I intend to read this poem at his service to tell everyone how strong he was.
Leigh from United Kingdom
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the story sounds good but short
Everald from Jamaica