Greetings Joy !

I am currently reviewing as part of the tasks set by the "Game of Thrones" . I especially visited your port to dig your most precious gems then this piece appeared. In this review, I mainly focus on the positives of your piece and I may point some Areas for Improvement if found any. Without much a do, here are the things I noticed after delving deeper into the contents:


"House of Solitude" delves into the complexities of a life steeped in self-imposed isolation. The poem masterfully employs contrasting imagery to depict a yearning for tranquility constantly at odds with the gnawing loneliness that accompanies it. The house itself stands as a metaphor for this internal conflict. Its "crooked chimney" with "straight smoke" and "solar panels" on a "desolate lawn" suggest a carefully constructed facade of peace that crumbles under closer inspection. It's a "tinted cottage, frail," hinting at the vulnerability beneath the surface.

The speaker seeks solace in solitude, even mocking the sun's warmth and hiding behind the "bay windows" that function as both a physical and symbolic barrier. However, this isolation exacts a heavy toll. The "creaky floorboards" become a constant reminder of wasted time, echoing in the silence of the "desolate lawn." The "blank papers astray" scattered around speak volumes about the struggle for creative expression. The yearning for meaning is palpable as the speaker searches for "dreams, poetry, or for slippery consolation," only to find a "closed vault" where inspiration should reside.

The act of writing itself becomes a desperate plea for connection or perhaps even self-discovery. With "artless arms embracing lofty prayers," the speaker clutches an "open book" as if clinging to salvation. The image of poems being "crumpled and thrown into trash" after the speaker is gone is a chilling reminder of the fear of a life wasted in solitude, a creative well that has run dry.

Despite the pervasive sense of futility that hangs heavy throughout the poem, a quiet acceptance emerges in the final lines. The speaker acknowledges their existence in a "no-man's land," forever alone "wherever" they dwell. The ending, with its stark simplicity ("I'm alone"), is a powerful truth, devoid of sentimentality. "House of Solitude" doesn't shy away from the harsh realities of self-imposed isolation. Instead, it offers a nuanced exploration, acknowledging the potential for peace found in solitude while laying bare the emotional cost it exacts. Thank you for sharing this. Write on!

Best regards,
Gervic