Read this story first about 45 years ago. My wife gave me a four volume collection of Maugham's short stories for my fiftieth birthday - she knew how much I liked his short stories. Oddly enough I do not like his longer stories - Of Human Bondage, The Moon and Sixpence, and even The Razor's Edge. I consider him the best short story writer in the English language. The Bum is one of the very best (powerful, well crafted) and along with The Alien Corn - a much longer story - are my favorites.
I have to challenge your assertion that Maugham is the best short story writer in the English language. That honor, friend, goes to James Joyce and "The Dubliners."
Who is the Bum? Maugham recounts a man of sufficient practical means who is annoyed by the idleness thrust upon him by a delay in his travel plans. He reflects on his situation. He sees that in the past he had conjured up an image of what situation was necessary for him to indulge his "true self" - time stretching, unstructured, before him as far as he could imagine. He imagined he would revel in those moments, but he finds that Instead of drinking the beaker of wine with the pearl dissolved in it, he is spending his time reading last month's advertisements. Then he notices the beggar, who, in contrast to the other beggars who detail their desperate situations, stands silent before him - a monk/pilgrim passively embodying his need for alms. The man recollects having known this beggar years before in Rome as a young artist of arrogance and, perhaps, even genius. He finds the beggar/monk/pilgrim/artist sitting on the church steps in front of a pack of squabbling vulchures. The man reaches into his pocket and retrieves a bit of money, which he gives to the beggar/artist/monk/pilgrim. The beggar/artist/monk/pilgrim, in a silent grand gesture, flicks the money into the gaping yaw of a vulchure who carries it off. The beggar/artist/monk/pilgrim disappears. To me this piece is Maugham's mulling over youth's quest to manifest their "true self", and presents to me the concept of living life as an art form One of the things I'm liking about Maugham is that he puts a well composed little vignette before the reader's eyes, and, by doing that, he essentially says, "Look at this. What do you think about it?" By the comments here, I see a broad range of answers, as varied as the images in our mirrors. How interesting!
@@RkristinaTayThis was not a summary. It was an interpretation. And, it was a different interpretation than my own. For my part, it was for the interpretations of others that I am down here in the comments at all.
Yellow-backed note? Money? Great story. Possibly an angel testing the man's generosity? He didn't give until he thought he may know him. Is it more difficult to bless a stranger than one whom you may have known?
I found this story so tragic, and in such a short tale Maugham describes a whole life that has become a tragic travesty of what had been a future filled with incredible promise. Are we supposed to see that the arrogance of youth has been the ruin of the rest of a life? That we should be kind to those who are very poor and surround us? That there but for the grace of God we go? Maugham supplies us with no answers but only reminds us of the everyday tragedies we should be aware of. In his short stories he says so much in such short tales.
I think I have been aware of “an author named Somerset Maugham” for probably the last 50+ years of my life! How am I only now actually discovering his writings? I am just thankful to have lived long enough to have not missed out on the opportunity to actually experience his stories. My eyes are failing me a bit these days, so I am ever so thankful for these audio uploads. He insight into human nature is brilliant.
I think you're all overthinking ! Sorry ! Maugham was a genius at observing people, the times etc. He sees, hears or involves himself, a snapshot of time, and writes about it to get the reader to think about his words. He was a critic of his time and would often make fun of the actors. How else could he be so prolific ?
Sounds like Somerset Maugham was writing about his own insecurities as writer, wondering if it was an ego-trip, not really being good enough, and contemplating the possible life of failure. There can be a lot of insecurity hiding behind success. "This feeling of faking it, I still haven't shaken it. I'll play the game, and pretend, but all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity. " (Paul Simon)
Yeah, I’ve read lots of these kind of stories. The author thinks he’s being cool. In my opinion, unless it was a true auto biographical story, it’s just melodrama.
@@edreynolds2819 I think he may have adhd and got distracted before he thought of a point to this story 😂I can relate ! but still I was invested and then... nada !!
The "Bum" like the narrator, remembers back to the days in Rome, when he was young and full of promise, considering himself superior. Now, his former contemporary is successful and he is a penniless beggar = but, he still considers himself superior and in contempt, flings the money offered, to the buzzards.
All that lead up then nothing. It's like listening to the crescendo of a musical piece to just stop before it should and the listener is left wondering why. Incomplete.
The bum is the writer's true nature, keeping his dignity and not doing anything for money, unlike Maugham who becomes popular and rich. Maugham wonders how much more genius his art would have become if he did not prostitute his art for money.
@@oldishandwoke-ish1181 Maugham explored that question in Of Human Bondage, whose protagonist does become a doctor. I imagine you know that already but I replied because others might not
I was brought up respecting and helping the elderly, and thought it quite normal, but at the age of 8 , my grandfather said these true word's, " boy!,there are two kind of people in this world, those who would help everyone, "selflessly"!, and those who take it for granted, and normal that you do this for them ! But if you don't have a problem with this !, you should definitely get married and have a lot of children! , or work for a boss ! " I have a lot of bums in family, but they don't live on the streets.
Since my teenage years, decades ago, I have loved the works of Maugham. The short stories are so interesting. The cover picture of this YT post is interesting in that the seated man has 3 feet. Must be AI !
Maugham is able to evoke so many feelings from the reader. I really wonder who he thinks as the protagonist! The depth in each and every word evokes a myriad of emotions!
Thanks, I’ll never read Somerset Maugham We live in a time when we have much more direct contact with suffering Perhaps people who read this author lived in a previous time when there wasn’t so much news.
I read some comments. I agreed with few. To me, because I do believe in the continuation of life, and as he said, had been thinking of this particular young person... the spirit of the young writer visited him. My opinion. 🙏👏💕
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How is it that the man on the bench appears to be wearing 3 shoes?
Artificial intelligence drawing
Oops. AI broke the illustration!
Its his coat hanging down you goof
The magic of AI
has nothing to do with AI goofballs.
Read this story first about 45 years ago. My wife gave me a four volume collection of Maugham's short stories for my fiftieth birthday - she knew how much I liked his short stories. Oddly enough I do not like his longer stories - Of Human Bondage, The Moon and Sixpence, and even The Razor's Edge. I consider him the best short story writer in the English language. The Bum is one of the very best (powerful, well crafted) and along with The Alien Corn - a much longer story - are my favorites.
I have to challenge your assertion that Maugham is the best short story writer in the English language. That honor, friend, goes to James Joyce and "The Dubliners."
Who is the Bum? Maugham recounts a man of sufficient practical means who is annoyed by the idleness thrust upon him by a delay in his travel plans. He reflects on his situation. He sees that in the past he had conjured up an image of what situation was necessary for him to indulge his "true self" - time stretching, unstructured, before him as far as he could imagine. He imagined he would revel in those moments, but he finds that Instead of drinking the beaker of wine with the pearl dissolved in it, he is spending his time reading last month's advertisements.
Then he notices the beggar, who, in contrast to the other beggars who detail their desperate situations, stands silent before him - a monk/pilgrim passively embodying his need for alms. The man recollects having known this beggar years before in Rome as a young artist of arrogance and, perhaps, even genius.
He finds the beggar/monk/pilgrim/artist sitting on the church steps in front of a pack of squabbling vulchures. The man reaches into his pocket and retrieves a bit of money, which he gives to the beggar/artist/monk/pilgrim. The beggar/artist/monk/pilgrim, in a silent grand gesture, flicks the money into the gaping yaw of a vulchure who carries it off. The beggar/artist/monk/pilgrim disappears.
To me this piece is Maugham's mulling over youth's quest to manifest their "true self", and presents to me the concept of living life as an art form
One of the things I'm liking about Maugham is that he puts a well composed little vignette before the reader's eyes, and, by doing that, he essentially says, "Look at this. What do you think about it?" By the comments here, I see a broad range of answers, as varied as the images in our mirrors. How interesting!
Don't bother to summarise short stories. The story is short enough and beautiful unto itself. Don't spoil it for others by unnecessary brevity.
@@RkristinaTayThis was not a summary. It was an interpretation. And, it was a different interpretation than my own. For my part, it was for the interpretations of others that I am down here in the comments at all.
Count me in. I too like to read the comments to add to what I saw/ understood / felt about listening to the narration.@@jenniferabel2811
Yellow-backed note? Money? Great story. Possibly an angel testing the man's generosity? He didn't give until he thought he may know him. Is it more difficult to bless a stranger than one whom you may have known?
I found this story so tragic, and in such a short tale Maugham describes a whole life that has become a tragic travesty of what had been a future filled with incredible promise. Are we supposed to see that the arrogance of youth has been the ruin of the rest of a life? That we should be kind to those who are very poor and surround us? That there but for the grace of God we go? Maugham supplies us with no answers but only reminds us of the everyday tragedies we should be aware of. In his short stories he says so much in such short tales.
What I get out of this short story is that one can be too obsessed with oneself therefore the view of the rest of the world is blocked off for him.
I think I have been aware of “an author named Somerset Maugham” for probably the last 50+ years of my life! How am I only now actually discovering his writings? I am just thankful to have lived long enough to have not missed out on the opportunity to actually experience his stories. My eyes are failing me a bit these days, so I am ever so thankful for these audio uploads. He insight into human nature is brilliant.
ibid.
I think you're all overthinking ! Sorry ! Maugham was a genius at observing people, the times etc. He sees, hears or involves himself, a snapshot of time, and writes about it to get the reader to think about his words. He was a critic of his time and would often make fun of the actors. How else could he be so prolific ?
I am loving all these stories. Maugham is my hero and so are you for posting them all. Thank you ❤😊
Sounds like Somerset Maugham was writing about his own insecurities as writer, wondering if it was an ego-trip, not really being good enough, and contemplating the possible life of failure. There can be a lot of insecurity hiding behind success.
"This feeling of faking it, I still haven't shaken it. I'll play the game, and pretend, but all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity. " (Paul Simon)
We should thank those who beg.They provide us with golden opportunities to practise generosity.
What a story! The reader really knew how to emphasize the literal meaning of each word. A master piece.
Somerset, a truly gifted writer ✍️
Don't understand. There's no point to this story
Just as you get into it it ends. I don't get it!!??
Yeah, I’ve read lots of these kind of stories.
The author thinks he’s being cool. In my opinion, unless it was a true auto biographical story, it’s just melodrama.
@@edreynolds2819 I think he may have adhd and got distracted before he thought of a point to this story 😂I can relate ! but still I was invested and then... nada !!
The "Bum" like the narrator, remembers back to the days in Rome, when he was young and full of promise, considering himself superior. Now, his former contemporary is successful and he is a penniless beggar = but, he still considers himself superior and in contempt, flings the money offered, to the buzzards.
I don't either. Guess I'm a bit thick in ways!
Whats with the 3 shoes? 👞👞👞
What’s with the three legs more to the point.😁 Well spotted though.I never noticed till you said👍😆
NO, that's the edge of His long coat !!😊
Think because he has three legs,da
A glitch in the AI rendering software, I bet. I’ve seen similar weirdness in the other illustrations with these stories.
@@patsysmothermon7861no, it’s a 3rd shoe, expand the scene and look closer.
This sad story is read with great sensitivity. Maugham is a master of story-telling. Thank you for uploading.
Ai at its finest. If you want to see something creepy zoom in on the eyes
Heartbreakingly sad. And even more not being able to help...😢
Essentially a rough sketch of The Razor's Edge. Heart-rending.
All that lead up then nothing. It's like listening to the crescendo of a musical piece to just stop before it should and the listener is left wondering why. Incomplete.
It's a pigeon. Relax
Thank you!!
Good story❤
The bum is the writer's true nature, keeping his dignity and not doing anything for money, unlike Maugham who becomes popular and rich. Maugham wonders how much more genius his art would have become if he did not prostitute his art for money.
Or Maugham is imagining what might have been his own fate if he had not succeeded as a writer - he started out qualifying as a medical doctor...
@@oldishandwoke-ish1181 Maugham explored that question in Of Human Bondage, whose protagonist does become a doctor. I imagine you know that already but I replied because others might not
Did he prostitute his work for money?
@@kauffrau6764 Loaded question. if you mean did he make a good living at it the answer is yes.
@@kauffrau6764 I miswrote and should have said the writer instead of Maugham, not leaving the fiction sphere.
I was brought up respecting and helping the elderly, and thought it quite normal, but at the age of 8 , my grandfather said these true word's, " boy!,there are two kind of people in this world, those who would help everyone, "selflessly"!, and those who take it for granted, and normal that you do this for them ! But if you don't have a problem with this !, you should definitely get married and have a lot of children! , or work for a boss ! " I have a lot of bums in family, but they don't live on the streets.
Thank you 🙏
Any chance of getting GERMAN Harry onto TH-cam?
That handsome guy turn into thin beggar? 😮😮😮 😢
A tragic story of a man who lived for his art than himself.
Since my teenage years, decades ago, I have loved the works of Maugham. The short stories are so interesting.
The cover picture of this YT post is interesting in that the seated man has 3 feet. Must be AI !
Maugham is able to evoke so many feelings from the reader. I really wonder who he thinks as the protagonist! The depth in each and every word evokes a myriad of emotions!
This timeless story contains a moral directed at the younger generation, but not only…..
Hey aqualung 🎉
I dont get the meaning, is life as i see mine, is the past just that, the past, i dont understand
anybody know who's doing the piano music bookending this reading? Too bad the poster doesn't say - it's great.
Google it ?
It’s probably AI generated. Same as the cover photo. Same as the voice that reads the story.
Why has the man in the image above got three feet? It's nothing to do with the story.
Thanks, I’ll never read Somerset Maugham
We live in a time when we have much more direct contact with suffering
Perhaps people who read this author lived in a previous time when there wasn’t so much news.
3 feet?
Artificial intelligence drawing? Nevertheless, it looks quite interesting.
A yard
AI screw-up
@samsum373😂8
That was it? I must have missed something
Thanks so much for sharing 💙💙💙
If he has 3 legs then he technically has two bums!
1.5 bums
I read some comments. I agreed with few.
To me, because I do believe in the continuation of life, and as he said, had been thinking of this particular young person...
the spirit of the young writer visited him.
My opinion.
🙏👏💕
His left leg is crossed over his second left leg 🙂
All the feet look odd.
A lovely Story, but the narrator needs to move on! 🤚 no understanding of the story or of life.
It’s AI generated. That’s why. All the stories on this channel are AI. Same as the cover photo.
IS THIS BOING TO BE ANOTHER AI READ? IT SOUNDS INHUMAN. SAD
EXACTLY....ALWAYS THE SAME upper crust Brit voice. And the 3 footed AI image! 🤮
True to his noxious personality.
Whose?
Has he 3 legs/feet?
He has two legs crossed and his coat is hanging down on the right side. Just open your eyes and look.
Author was homosexual so apt title.
It would be nice if some people could look through binoculars rather than the spyglass they carry. Better yet, how about using a kaleidoscope?
Seriously????