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Summary

The poem "Reserved" by J.D. Harms reflects on the feeling of isolation and the search for solace in an indifferent world.

Abstract

"Reserved" is a contemplative poem that delves into themes of solitude, despair, and the yearning for refuge. The author describes a scene where the protagonist, amidst the hustle of public life, feels disconnected and seeks comfort in the abstract, such as the moon's solitary presence. The imagery of a scarred moon and the metaphor of a dark curtain suggest a world that is both beautiful and marred by pain. The protagonist's internal struggle is palpable as they navigate a landscape that is both physically and emotionally cold, hinting at the desire for asylum from the orthogonal streets that symbolize a structured yet confining society. The poem concludes with the protagonist's resignation to the normalcy of their isolation, as they metaphorically bow their head and trudge through the rain, suggesting a cycle of melancholy and resilience.

Opinions

  • The poem conveys a deep sense of alienation and the struggle to find connection in a world that feels distant and unyielding.
  • The author uses natural elements like the moon and snow to personify the protagonist's emotions, creating a sympathetic bond between the reader and the speaker's inner turmoil.
  • The poem suggests that the search for asylum or a safe haven is a universal human need, particularly in the face of societal constraints and personal despair.
  • The imagery of the protagonist covering their head with snow, as if it were ash, indicates a sense of mourning or a desire to hide from the world.
  • The poem implies that the protagonist's reservation, both in the sense of emotional restraint and a booking for solitude, is reluctantly accepted as an inevitable part of life.

Reserved

A Poem

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Keeping a few lines on hand reaching for the pocket with a heart in it Sketching out bows in public to the statues but avoiding any real eyes The scarred moon takes on its monocular character spreads the dark curtain a few inches Desperation brings back the feeling of being dead or at least so reserved and calculating Hinting at the possibility of asylum stretched between orthogonal streets covered the head with snow as if it were ash How do you get out of these trees, here? …help And the cold that held up your reservation goes back to normal drops Your head goes down again your feet crush the rain

J.D. Harms 2020

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