The lady of shalott

This poem tries to say a lot of things. It talks about the legend of Shalott and about a curse she didnt even know about. This happens to many of us. We are burdened with something and don't knwo it until we actually try it. Some people will be there to help, others will just watch us pass [lancelot and the round table].
It is a very descriptive poem, and nature has a lot to do with the verses. It is very rythmic and the rhyme is incredible.
I like the idea of her curse, of falling to it just because she looked. I feel this happens many times, and if we could learn from our mistakes the boat ride wouldn't be so long, only one edge to another. Instead we all weave our webs and make them bigger, only to "look at our love" and become cursed again.

I like the emnaing but feel it isn't as clear as it could be.