How the Poem Means.(Critical Essay)(Brief Article)

From: The Literary Review | Date: September 22, 2000| Author: | Copyright information

A discussion of how a poem means is most effective, it seems to me, against a backdrop of what it means. What this one means, in the simplest terms, is that while our lives are driven by the tension created between opposing forces within and around us, forces that generally cancel each other out, we decide to live as if one force--in this case romantic love--will prevail.

My formal education is in the sciences--mostly physiology. In working toward my doctorate, I took preclinical courses in medical school. The perspective of that education stays with me, and I continually ...

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