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	<title>Comments on: Notes on Dickinson&#8217;s &#8220;They say that &#8220;Time assuages&#8221;&#8230;&#8221; (686)</title>
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		<title>By: isa</title>
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		<dc:creator>isa</dc:creator>
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		<description>une chanson française parle du temps : &quot;avec le temps, va, tout s&#039;en va...&quot; il me semble que ce poème parle aussi de mémoire...et d&#039;oubli. des &quot;crises&quot; que l&#039;on a su dépasser au cours de sa vie, dont on a réussi à faire quelque chose, et des souffrances trop grandes qui se sont figées, et que l&#039;on porte tout au long de sa vie. De ce que l&#039;on a transformé en Vie, et de ce qui est resté dans la mort...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>une chanson française parle du temps : &#8220;avec le temps, va, tout s&#8217;en va&#8230;&#8221; il me semble que ce poème parle aussi de mémoire&#8230;et d&#8217;oubli. des &#8220;crises&#8221; que l&#8217;on a su dépasser au cours de sa vie, dont on a réussi à faire quelque chose, et des souffrances trop grandes qui se sont figées, et que l&#8217;on porte tout au long de sa vie. De ce que l&#8217;on a transformé en Vie, et de ce qui est resté dans la mort&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Alice Shapiro</title>
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		<dc:creator>Alice Shapiro</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Sep 2009 14:04:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey Ashok, good last line for such a young older person!

What my old age has shown me is that problems are not such, they are only opportunities - and with time spent dwelling on the problem (in my youth) only proves &quot;There was no Malady.&quot;  This then seems a positive poem maybe telling us not to waste so much time.
.-= Alice Shapiro´s last blog ..&lt;a href=&quot;http://aliceshapiro.com/2009/09/to-rhyme-or-not-to-rhyme/&quot;&gt;To rhyme or not to rhyme….&lt;/a&gt; =-.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Ashok, good last line for such a young older person!</p>
<p>What my old age has shown me is that problems are not such, they are only opportunities &#8211; and with time spent dwelling on the problem (in my youth) only proves &#8220;There was no Malady.&#8221;  This then seems a positive poem maybe telling us not to waste so much time.<br />
<span class="cluv"> Alice Shapiro´s last blog ..<a href="http://aliceshapiro.com/2009/09/to-rhyme-or-not-to-rhyme/">To rhyme or not to rhyme….</a> <span class="heart_tip_box"><img class="heart_tip" alt="My ComLuv Profile" border="0" width="16" height="14" src="http://www.ashokkarra.com/wp-content/plugins/commentluv/images/littleheart.gif"/></span></span></p>
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		<title>By: Ginny Marie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ginny Marie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Sep 2009 01:47:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As I read this poem, I thought of my cousin whose husband died too young, and how she and their daughters miss him every day.  I think this poem accurately sums up her feelings even though he&#039;s been gone over a year. I also am wondering what Emily Dickinson&#039;s &quot;actual suffering&quot; was? I don&#039;t know that much about her. Suffering makes us stronger...I&#039;ve also heard people who are suffering say they don&#039;t want to get any stronger!
.-= Ginny Marie´s last blog ..&lt;a href=&quot;http://lemondroppie.blogspot.com/2009/08/looking-at-sky-on-friday-munising-bay.html&quot;&gt;Looking at the Sky on Friday: Munising Bay&lt;/a&gt; =-.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As I read this poem, I thought of my cousin whose husband died too young, and how she and their daughters miss him every day.  I think this poem accurately sums up her feelings even though he&#8217;s been gone over a year. I also am wondering what Emily Dickinson&#8217;s &#8220;actual suffering&#8221; was? I don&#8217;t know that much about her. Suffering makes us stronger&#8230;I&#8217;ve also heard people who are suffering say they don&#8217;t want to get any stronger!<br />
<span class="cluv"> Ginny Marie´s last blog ..<a href="http://lemondroppie.blogspot.com/2009/08/looking-at-sky-on-friday-munising-bay.html">Looking at the Sky on Friday: Munising Bay</a> <span class="heart_tip_box"><img class="heart_tip" alt="My ComLuv Profile" border="0" width="16" height="14" src="http://www.ashokkarra.com/wp-content/plugins/commentluv/images/littleheart.gif"/></span></span></p>
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