avatarWry Welwood

Summary

The text recounts the history and personal significance of a home that once housed a brothel madame, is near an unmarked indigenous graveyard, and is said to be haunted by a captain's ghost, with the author's wife having fond memories of living there during college.

Abstract

The article titled "Heart is Where the Home Is" delves into the rich history of a residence that dates back to the mid-1600s. Originally the abode of a wealthy madame who ran a brothel, the house has since become a place of warmth and welcome, particularly due to the current resident Martha's hospitality. The home's location is near a transformer site and an overlooked indigenous graveyard. Adding to its mystique, neighbors claim to have seen the spectral figure of a captain wandering the property silently. The author's wife shares a deep connection with the house, having lived there with her best friend during her time at the University of New Hampshire (UNH). The piece is a reflective tribute to the house, acknowledging its past and the memories it holds.

Opinions

  • The author, Wry Welwood, conveys a sense of pride and affection for the home, emphasizing its ability to make inhabitants feel welcomed.
  • The neighbor's belief in the ghost of a captain suggests a local folklore or supernatural element associated with the property.
  • The mention of the indigenous graveyard hints at a respectful acknowledgment of the area's history and the importance of remembering the past.
  • The author's wife's memories of living in the house with her departed friend indicate a deep personal connection and nostalgia for the home.
  • Martha's role in the house is portrayed as central to creating a warm and inviting atmosphere, highlighting the importance of a nurturing presence in a home.

Heart is Where the Home Is

home of many souls

Image by Wry

Once it was home to rich Madame of a brothel. Built in the mid sixteen-hundreds. Our home.

Close to transformer site of which behind there is forgotten indigenous graveyard, unmarked.

Neighbor insists she sees the ghost of a captain, slowly traversing our backyard, silent.

Wife, when she attended UNH, lived here with her best friend, now dearly departed, much loved.

Martha makes this our home, good at nesting here, thus makes loving souls feel so warmly welcomed.

~ Wry Welwood 18th of January 2022

Written in response to Paper Poetry prompt: Home. attention: Carolyn Hastings.

Paper Poetry
Chained Cinquain
Prompt
Home
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