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I am the shadow the true self
I am the shadow the true self




i am the shadow the true self

They "rise and vanish in oblivion's host." Okay, so they (the woes, or troubles) seem to come up out of nowhere (rise) and then, poof, they disappear.The speaker tells us more about those pesky "woes" in some very poetic, but, alas, confusing language.We can all relate to that in some way, can't we? Right? Gee, given the poem's firs three lines it's a safe bet that loneliness is going to be one of this poem's major themes.

i am the shadow the true self i am the shadow the true self

In case you've never heard that term before, bam! Here it is.

  • In other words, the speaker is suffering "woes" alone because his friends have gone AWOL.
  • "Self-consumer" is a strange little phrase that probably means something like "I am the only consumer of my woes.".
  • i am the shadow the true self

    Wait, woes? Where did they come from? We're going to go ahead and guess that these "woes" are the feelings of sadness and depression the speaker feels at being ignored by his pals.The speaker tells us more about who he is.Let's keep reading and hope this little mystery gets cleared up for us.One thing we can tell you for sure is that the repetition of the beginning F and the M sounds in line 2 is a poetic device called alliteration. Why do you think they've abandoned him? Has he become annoying to the point that nobody wants to be around him anymore? Has he changed so much that he is no longer the same person?.It's almost like his friends are treating him like he's already dead, even though he still "is"! Well those don't sound like very good friends, now do they?.He uses a simile to tell us his friends have pretty much abandoned ("forsake") him like some lost memory. The speaker is, and nobody ("none") cares or knows what he is.It'd be weird if he were dead and writing this poem. The speaker starts out by saying "I am." Okay, great! Awesome! He is! Sounds like he's just telling us he exists or is alive.I am-yet what I am none cares or knows My friends forsake me like a memory lost.






    I am the shadow the true self