Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Home is where we imprint?

I'm sure we all familiar with the phrase "Home is where the heart is." Yet, is that phrase really true for everyone? In the case of the poem "The Abandoned Farmhouse," was that home a place where that family had left their hearts? Or was it just a place where something unspeakable had happened? Or how about the poems "Home Burial" and "The Death of the Hired Man?" Sure, an argument can be made that in some way these poems do show that home can be a place where the heart is. However, I feel that these poems show that home is more than a place that contains your heart. It's a place where you imprint. Every home has an imprint that was made by previous occupants and every home leaves an imprint upon the people who have lived there. The imprint is two-fold, its cyclic, it never stops. I feel that its better to think of homes in this way because not every home is a happy place, but that doesn't mean that it's not still a home in some way.
As the poems we have read so far have shown, every person leaves some sort of mark on their homes. These marks tell stories about the people who have lived there, and about the people who are currently living there. Not all imprints are big things such as; wall-paper or paint choices, furniture or appliance choices, and outdoor garden choices. Some imprints are as small as leaving an initial carved in the wood somewhere or a specific stain on the floor in the dining room. In the case of "Home Burial" the little mound outside where the child was buried is a specific imprint that tells of the loss of a little person. In "The Abandoned Farmhouse," the things left behind by the family is an imprint that tells a story. Additionally, the way that the author recites this poem really gives life to these objects so that they are able to tell the stories behind the imprints that they leave.
Even though one of the poems we read gives a specific quote about what home is. I would like to leave you all with one from this man:
Winston Churchill
"We shape our dwellings, and afterwards our dwellings shape us."
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1 comment:

  1. Maggie that was beautiful. When my grandfather died, we took his ashes to be buried back up in New Hampshire where he grew up. We found the house he grew up in and the current owner let us in and showed us where my grandfather had carved his name in the staircase in 1914. I never knew him outside of teetering on a cane in florida. But seeing where he grew up reshaped me in some way. So you and Mr. Churchill are right :-) And thanks for holding my hand today!