All those times I was bored
out of my mind. Holding the log
while he sawed it. Holding
the string while he measured, boards,
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Knowledge, acquiring knowledge, is power, is the “anti-boredom” ... is .. the love of all things...
I am inspired,after all there is still a beam of hope radiating towards us. Thanks for this Mr Uche
am in pain wanna put ten shots in my brian wanna change but some things cant change
Boredom is an intricate part of our lives. But when it mixes with melancholy, does it become intolerable. The poet has described 'boredom' in meaningful words. Many of us will be able to identify.
This is a state of mind so many of us have when young. Only to remember it later how happy those days of boredom were. A great poem.
I've always loved Atwoods stream of conscious style, with this one I can think of the days working with my father on fixing his car, me standing their handing him tools, being bored with him doing the work and explaining to me which part to watch out for, it was boring, but its also a nice memory. This poem reminds me of that.
A beautiful poem I think many can relate to. To feel bored and yet not know that you are not really bored.
A beautifully conceived great song of life. Thanks for sharing it here.
A very thoughful poem with sad undertones from a great novelist. The detail is splendid and I found it very moving and humorous at the same time. Better give you a 10 Tom Billsborough
I loved this poem, although it left me feeling very sad. It made me think a lot about my days spent at home, not only because we did some of the same things, living in the country, but because I had some of the same feelings. I always tried to not be bored and to appreciate everything my parents and I did together, because I knew time was going to go by fast, and I would miss those days. Just like everything other big change in my life, no matter how much I thought I knew how I would feel, I underestimated my emotions. It is impossible to be predict your feelings until you are feeling them....the full extent of them. It was hard not to be bored, sometimes, though. Driving around in the mountains, picking vegetables, going hunting....I was annoying a lot of times. Did not appreciate it enough, although I did realize the importance of it. I am lucky enough now to be able to still occasionally do those activities with my family, who I love so much. After reading this poem I feel even closer to them and want to see them as soon as possible, spend time with them, and know how much I love them.
these are very good i feel really good now....