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Summary

"Rage of Home" is a poignant reflection on the passage of time, the immutability of past traumas, and the struggle to reconcile with one's own identity amidst a transformative journey.

Abstract

The poem "Rage of Home" delves into the depths of nostalgia and the echoes of a tumultuous past that continue to resonate despite the passage of time. It captures the essence of a moment where the narrator encounters a catalyst that triggers memories of a "thunderous night" and an "angel cry," symbolizing a profound and possibly painful awakening. The narrative unfolds with the protagonist seeking solace in simple pleasures, such as a muffin and coffee, while confronting the reality of change and the challenge to remain true to oneself. The poem suggests a cycle of day and night, representing the ongoing struggle to maintain one's identity against the backdrop of life's relentless march. The author invites the reader to rest and reflect, drawing a parallel between the human experience and an unsold idol, suggesting resilience and the beauty of the unseen. The poem concludes with a call to remember and embrace one's essence, even in the face of transformation and the societal expectations symbolized by a "vase... built for flowers without hues."

Opinions

  • The author conveys a sense of resignation to the inevitability of change, yet there is an underlying current of hope and the possibility of inner peace.
  • The poem suggests that the past, though silent, still holds power over the present, as indicated by the "scream" that remains even as "days are gone, years are gone."
  • There is a subtle critique of societal norms, as the vase built for colorless flowers represents the constraints imposed on individual expression.
  • The author's personal reflections hint at a broader commentary on the human condition, emphasizing the importance of self-awareness and the journey towards self-acceptance.
  • The inclusion of a call to support the author on Ko-fi indicates a desire for community engagement and acknowledgment of the value of artistic expression.

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Rage of Home

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Days are gone, years are gone but stayed the scream

once was the rage of home.

I sat with a muffin and coffee with extra cream

scrolled to the page, saying you’ll never be the same.

It’s fine, isn’t it? Let it be the dream of a thunderous night

when you first heard the angel cry.

Stars staged the play in the sky

and clouds veiled it but could not hide.

The day went by as orange and faded,

into night again that bore deep like a blade.

It will be all good, all right

once I remember me before I ceased to fight.

Let’s rest for now as intended,

like rock battered to idol left unsold.

After all, we shed a lot of ourselves for the vase,

that was built for flowers without hues.

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