Interpret the poem “headland” by christina gerogiannis.
I will be writing a literary explications, I do not need that written, just an interpretation of what this poem is describing, what the theme, tone, ect. of the poem. Thank you.
There is no sadness
but held in the bedroom of the
rented house from two years ago.
I should say no
On the dresser:
a small sample of jasper.
Late summer, the house smelled of bleach.
In every corner we tried
to clean it of the day.
The telephone rang in the living day.
After that, the prepared slideshow, the
walking in and walking out.
The photos on corkboard.
The ordeal over.
The quilt stained white in places
from mopping bleach onto the ceiling
and not moving the quilt.
I could smell bleach underneath and
thought of the acres around the house.
Here, in the driveway,
is Celeste in her workout clothes.
This is the ending of everything.
Quarries, unfamiliar, not
Home is over for use.
Here, in the kitchen,
we learn of a new death.
Celeste is polite and leaves. Acres surround
the house, protection from nothing, really.
In the living world I collected rocks
and minerals, and was interested in
telescopes, meridians. Hills, quarries-
the land at home, whatever it was.
At this hour, clean. Later, start again.