A poem by A.S.J. Tessimond

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Reading one of my poetry books today (Mainly Modern published by Rigby) I found a poem called Houses, that I would like to share with you. It is a bit obscure but I felt that the poets words said something important about the human condition. It is fairly dark and speaks to me about vulnerability. Can you see it from any other perspective?


People who are afraid of themselves

multiply themselves into families

and so divide themselves

and so become less afraid.

People who might have to go out

into clanging strangers’ laughter

crowd under roofs, make compacts

to no more than smile at each other.

People who might meet their own faces

or surprise their own faces in doorways

build themselves rooms without mirrors

and live between walls without echoes.

People who might meet other faces

and unknown voices round corners

build themselves rooms all mirrors

and live between walls all echoes.

People who are afraid to go naked

clothe themsleves in families, houses

but are still afraid of death

because death one day will undress them.

 Thanks for reading – go to A.S.J. Tessimond to see some more of his work.




    • Hi attractionmagnets, thanks for commenting. I find that poetry can say a lot in a few words – I’m pleased it meant something to you too 🙂


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