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Between Rooms

Home is the world I carry with me in my pocket.

See, I carry worlds everywhere I go,
Like lipstick left on a counter
or the scent of a place I’d almost forgotten.

Every new day, my mind will race,
I'll pocket the thoughts
and dream of a story later.

Oh, the mythical cities I have wandered,
And archipelagos of absence,
That tug of memories like a tide.

I've counted my own heartbeat
Against the hum of unfamiliar streets,
Learning that home is where your lungs remember to breathe.

I have spoken to mirrors.
I've painted colours over shadows,
Chasing a reflection others seldom see.

And still, I walk between rooms,
Between cities, between selves.
Collecting fragmented limerence for a home I yet know.

Learning the earthly art,
of being here-
And being everywhere.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: How is one to go home when they don't know where home is?

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How does this theme appeal to you?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Tasmania, Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson , Shakespeare, Rupi Kaur , William Butler Yeats

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neopoet

6 months 1 week ago

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The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem explores the concept of home as a portable, internalized experience rather than a fixed location. The opening line, “Home is the world I carry with me in my pocket,” establishes a metaphor that recurs throughout the poem, positioning home as both tangible and intangible, a personal possession and a shifting state of mind.

The poem’s structure is loose and free-verse, which suits its themes of movement, transition, and liminality. The language is largely concrete, with images such as “lipstick left on a counter,” “the scent of a place I’d almost forgotten,” and “the hum of unfamiliar streets.” These details ground the poem’s more abstract reflections in sensory experience, though some lines (“archipelagos of absence,” “fragmented limerence”) veer into more opaque territory. The phrase “archipelagos of absence” is evocative but risks obscurity; it may benefit from either contextual grounding or a more accessible image, unless the intent is to evoke a sense of mystery or emotional distance.

The poem’s strongest moments occur when the internal and external worlds intersect, as in “Learning that home is where your lungs remember to breathe.” This line effectively ties the physical act of breathing to the psychological comfort of home, reinforcing the poem’s central metaphor. Similarly, the stanza about speaking to mirrors and painting colors over shadows introduces the idea of self-construction and self-perception, though “chasing a reflection others seldom see” could be clarified for greater impact.

The poem’s closing lines return to the motif of movement—“between rooms, / Between cities, between selves”—and the idea of collecting “fragmented limerence for a home I yet know.” The use of “limerence” is unusual in this context; while it typically refers to infatuated longing, its application to the concept of home is intriguing but may require more development or clarification for readers unfamiliar with the term.

The final couplet, “Learning the earthly art, / of being here— / And being everywhere,” succinctly encapsulates the poem’s exploration of presence and displacement. The line break after “here—” creates a pause that emphasizes the tension between rootedness and transience.

Overall, the poem effectively employs imagery and metaphor to examine the fluidity of home and self. Consider refining some of the more abstract or ambiguous language to enhance clarity and emotional resonance, and ensure that each metaphor advances the poem’s central themes. The poem’s voice is contemplative and consistent, and the structure supports its meditative tone.

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Words Ablaze

6 months 1 week ago

This was fire from the get…

This was fire from the get go... home is the world I carry in my pocket. Nice.

Home is where your lungs remember to breathe....inspired stuff.

L o v e w o r n

L o v e w o r n

5 months 4 weeks ago

Going to town on this , words,

This is a compelling, introspective, and well-structured poem that explores themes of home, self, and memory. Here is a detailed critique outlining its strengths, weaknesses, and a final wrap-up.

 

Strengths of "Between Rooms"

 

The poem's primary strength lies in its central metaphor and the consistent emotional tone it establishes.

  • Strong Core Metaphor: The opening line, "Home is the world I carry with me in my pocket," is a powerful and immediately engaging conceit. It grounds the abstract concept of 'home' in a tangible, portable image, which the poem then skillfully unpacks and expands upon.
  • Vivid Imagery and Sensory Language: The poet uses sensory details to great effect, making the abstract feelings concrete.
    • The simile "Like lipstick left on a counter" offers a sharp, modern image of a forgotten presence.
    • The line "That tug of memories like a tide" is a classic yet perfectly executed simile that conveys the powerful, cyclical nature of memory.
    • The powerful visceral definition: "home is where your lungs remember to breathe" beautifully connects the physical body with the psychological state of belonging.
  • Effective Use of Juxtaposition: The poem constantly plays with opposites, which adds depth to the theme. It moves between:
    • Presence (in the pocket) and Absence ("archipelagos of absence").
    • The familiar (heartbeat) and The unfamiliar ("unfamiliar streets").
    • Being here ("Learning the earthly art, of being here") and Being elsewhere ("And being everywhere").
  • Strong, Reflective Ending: The final two couplets are an excellent summation, defining the central struggle and resolution of the poem:

    Learning the earthly art,

    of being here-

    And being everywhere.

    This resolves the tension in a thoughtful, earned conclusion about a wandering spirit finding grounding in the present moment.

 

Areas for Weakness and Refinement

 

While the poem is strong overall, a few moments could benefit from a closer edit.

  • Clarity of the Second Stanza:

    See, I carry worlds everywhere I go,

    Like lipstick left on a counter

    or the scent of a place I’d almost forgotten.

    The first line of this stanza feels slightly repetitive of the poem's opener, essentially restating the main idea. The use of "See," as an interjection is conversational, but it slightly disrupts the otherwise meditative flow of the poem and could be removed without losing any meaning.

  • Vague Phrasing in the Third Stanza:

    Every new day, my mind will race,

    I'll pocket the thoughts

    and dream of a story later.

    "I'll pocket the thoughts" is functional, but less evocative than the imagery elsewhere. The line "and dream of a story later" is a little abstract and doesn't hold the weight of the stronger images like 'tide' or 'lipstick.' The stanza is a necessary bridge, but it is the least impactful in terms of imagery.

  • The Term "Limerence": In the final stanza, the word "limerence" is used:

    Collecting fragmented limerence for a home I yet know.

    Limerence is a specific psychological term for an involuntary state of mind that results from a romantic attraction to another person and typically includes intrusive, obsessive thoughts. While the poet may be using it to mean 'intense, fragmented longing,' its strong association with romantic obsession might temporarily pull the reader out of the poem's broader theme of self and home. A word like reverie, nostalgia, or longing might communicate the intended feeling more clearly without the potential distraction.

 

Wrap-Up

 

"Between Rooms" is a successful and moving contemporary poem. It takes the well-worn theme of the search for 'home' and makes it feel fresh by defining it as an internal, portable state rather than a fixed location.

The poem's structure is clean, moving from the literal 'pocket' to the mythical wanderings, then to the visceral reality of breath, and finally to a philosophical resolution of the 'earthly art' of being present. The voice is contemplative, honest, and mature. The few moments of weaker imagery are minor compared to the overall power of its best lines and the cohesion of its central idea. The poem is ready for an audience and speaks eloquently to the modern condition of feeling connected yet perpetually itinerant.

Mark/Gem

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M. Browne

M. Browne

5 months 4 weeks ago

Wow, thank you so much for…

Wow, thank you so much for reading and commenting. I appreciate your response, you have made some great points that I will definitely revisit and consider. Your comment has guided me in a direction to polish this piece with some considerate thought, and to make it stronger. Thank you again for your time with this review!