The personification of the “lonely house” resembles agoraphobia, which is the fear of public settings and leaving one’s house. After moving from the suburbs of San Antonio to the heart of Seattle, I found myself anticipating city life yet always fearing it. I didn’t want to take public transportation or leave the apartment by myself. Because of that, I was left to sit with my internal fears while barricading myself from any external ones. Through therapy, the aid of my fiancé, and self-reflection, I found the strength to insert myself into the city on my own.
Sometimes fears come and go. There is a difference between suppressing fear and overcoming fear permanently. After living without these fears, when “they returned”, the individuals are forced to relive them all over again.
By the end of the poem, there is hope for the “lonely house” and the individuals occupying it as they “leave the house-door wide”, welcoming the chaos, the fear, and the madness to overcome and move on from it after “they had lit the lamp inside” and find the light in the darkest of times.
“House Fear” offers a substantial lesson for those struggling with fear of any kind. The process is never easy but is always well worth enduring the trying times. Fear is different for everyone. What petrifies one can be salvation for others. Whether my existence strikes fear in the hearts of others, I alone am not responsible for conquering someone else’s fears. Conversely, I owe myself to work on vanquishing my own.
What fears are you grateful for? What fears have you yet to conquer?