| This review, obviously, is just my opinion. If my suggestions help, I am glad. If not, please don't take it personal, because it wasn't meant to be. It's a poem of inaction. Who or what is responsible for that unwillingness to act can be debated, there isn't enough info here for me to go on, but it is clear, you feel like you're missing something out of life. There is a peacefulness to the poem, a sense of resignation that runs throughout, that seems to hint that trying is over and tone. You are now reconciled to that life of inaction. I'm sure it's just a poem that expressed how you felt at the moment, at least I hope so. We all that those feelings, that life is just too much, too big, and it takes too much effort to keep up. Then we go to sleep wake up and take on the world again, with an improved viewpoint. As I mentioned already, the tone is one of resignation, and I can see someone sitting on a front porch, no expression on his/her face, just letting like happen.In a sense it reminds me of an old Ernest Hemingway story, I think it was called, "Soldier's Home." The topic is different, but both carry that same sense of indifference and resignation. Anyway, enough of my blabbing, it's a good poem.
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