This poem is essentially about being a father to a teenage boy that seems to be in a bit of a foul mood. This is evident in the first line "Sarcastic sons slam front doors."
Abse then begins reminiscing about his own youth, how he "was like that" too.
The third stanza focuses on teenagers he has watched in London, which leads him back to think about the doors slammed on a Cardiff evening and how they really aren't all that different no matter where they come from.
The final stanza depicts fairly accurately what it is like to be an adolescent "In adult rooms / the hesitant sense of not quite belonging". This poem really is very accurate.
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