HOME IS SO SAD Home is so sad. It stays as it was left, Shaped to the comfort of the last to go As if to win them back. Instead, bereft Of anyone to please, it withers so, Having no heart to put aside the theft And turn again to what it started as, A joyous shot at how things ought to be, Long fallen wide. You can see how it was: Look at the pictures and the cutlery The music in the piano stool. That vase. In Philip Larkin’s poem, “Home Is So Sad”, he presents and explains the characteristics of a house and how the characteristics are more complex and go beyond than the actual physical components. Larkin sets this poem up and tells it from the perspective of a very observant and almost philosophical being. This speaker opens up a new realm that opens the reader’s eyes to the fact that so many things that where right in their face, that they never took the time to sit back and process/evaluate. Larkin’s tone throughout the poem was very calm, still, and reflective. He never had any moments full of excitement, scariness, or emotional parts. However, this approach was quite effective because he didn’t take away or distract the reader for his purpose. The theme that I took away from reading this poem was that we might see a particular thing everyday and still not notice various things about it. He stated how the house somewhat have an emotional appeal on one that closely evaluates it. The subject of this poem seemed to be how the house is more than a house. It’s a an object that has different appeals on various people depending on how they approach and how one conducts themselves within and around it. Language in REFERENCE BACK 09/05/14 That was a pretty one, I heard you call From the unsatisfactory hall To the unsatisfactory room where I Played record after record, idly, Wasting my time at home, that you Looked so much forward to. Oliver’s Riverside Blues, it was. And now I shall, I suppose, always remember how The flock of notes those antique negroes blew Out of Chicago air into A huge remembering pre-electric horn The year after I was born Three decades later made this sudden bridge From your unsatisfactory age To my unsatisfactory prime. Truly, though our element is time, We are not suited to the long perspectives Open at each instant of our lives. They link us to our losses: worse, They show us what we have as it once was, Blindingly undiminished, just as though By acting differently, we could have kept it so. My analysis Larkin has a unique use of language in his poem reference back. He has this certain sense of diction that makes one thinks back. So in his poem he uses this certain sense of nostalgia that has one wonder about certain choices they've made in life. When he states " That was a pretty one, I heard you call from the unsatisfactory hall to the unsatisfactory room where I Played record after record, idly, Wasting my time at home, that you Looked so much forward to." He wants us to see that something we take for granted because like with this think back he had with this lady in his life he sees how time he wasted could have been time he could have used more wisely. He thinks back and notice that the things he done was such a waste of time because the time he spent listing to his music could have been time spent living his life. This certain language allows the reader to see that we sometimes think back and is not happy with a choice we made. He also calls attention to the fact that time is important and to be quite frank it’s the most important to one. He states " Truly, though our element is time, we are not suited to the long perspectives Open at each instant of our lives." Through this looking back type of diction one notices that it will be times in our life where we will not be able to make inspiring decisions at every point but that’s the thing we have to accept that. Life isn't forever but if we focus on the bad our entire life will be consumed with unsatisfactory thoughts of ways we've lived. So the moral of the story is its ok to look back and think about a time you performed poorly but its essential we live for the moment because like he said time is our element.
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