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Summary

"The Quiet Storm" is a reflective poem by Jonathan Greene that explores the internal turmoil and silent suffering of an individual amidst the chaos of external pressures.

Abstract

The poem "The Quiet Storm" delves into the personal struggle of an individual who is attempting to navigate the overwhelming feelings and natural disasters metaphorically represented by people's internal conflicts. The author, Jonathan Greene, uses vivid imagery to convey the sense of a brewing storm within, which the narrator tries to suppress to protect their fragile psyche. The piece reflects on the internal battles that rage silently, despite the external expressions of chaos and disaster. It concludes with a note of self-identification, as the narrator acknowledges being the "quiet storm" themselves. The work is published in "A Few Words," Medium's publication for concise storytelling, and is accompanied by evocative photography by Billy Berg.

Opinions

  • The author feels a personal connection to the concept of a "quiet storm," suggesting it is a part of their identity.
  • There is a sense of resignation and fatigue in the face of recurring emotional challenges ("It can’t be today, again").
  • The poem conveys a desire to suppress intense emotions to avoid overwhelming oneself.
  • People are compared to natural disasters, implying their actions and thoughts can have devastating effects, both internally and externally.
  • The narrator's suffering is described as silent, indicating a possible lack of communication or understanding from others.
  • The poem suggests that the narrator's internal struggle is as significant and powerful as any external natural disaster.

The Quiet Storm

A Poem

Photo by Billy Berg on Unsplash

A faint rumbling stirs my ear as I pull the pillow over my head It can’t be today, again

I feel something brewing inside of me that needs to be suppressed so I don’t overwhelm my fragile psyche

Outside there’s every form of natural disaster that there can be People are tornados, hurricanes, tsunamis, and earthquakes and that’s just inside of their heads

I suffer silently, no words to speak because I am the quiet storm

© Jonathan Greene 2020

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Poetry
Micropoetry
Mental Health
Self-awareness
Mindset
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