Look Away

by Pom

Published April 4, 2012

In Poetry

Look Away
 
You stare straight into my eyes, out from the distance,
I look back, but not directly at you,
As your gaze finally  pierces mine, I wonder, what are you thinking of?
Your lips start moving, getting ready for something to say,
my eyes quickly shift,
I look away.
 
There we stand across from each other, a small distance in between,
Neither of us has spoken, like it has always been,
Eventually the final moment passes, we both turn away,
We walk into our respective distances,
We wonder, all we didn’t say,
We wonder, all we couldn’t say,
One final gaze,
I turn around, you walk away.
 
One final time,
I wonder,
did you look my way?
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Rook
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Rook wrote a review Review · Feb 22, 2015

Heyo, I know this is super old, but I figured you should get a review, right?

I can totally relate to this, as it happens all the time to me. I'm glad it happens to someone else at least. ^^

There are some phrases in this that seem really awkward to me. For example:

We walk into our respective distances,

The "into" here is what's throwing me off. I would write it like: "we walk our respective..." because you can't really walk /into/ a distance, right?

Also,
out from the distance,

This phrase doesn't make much sense to me. Are you trying to say that this person seems to be looking into the distance? Or like they're far away? Because it doesn't read like that for me.

There are several other places where I wasn't sure if you had phrased it the way you wanted to. But I'm going to overlook those, because I'm sure you can find them, or they were intentional.

Another thing you might want to think about is your punctuation. You have a comma at the end of every line that isn't a question or the end of a stanza. I think poems read easier when they're punctuated like prose and give the reader where to stop and pause. Correct punctuation also clarifies meaning. ^_^

I really like the final stanza, because it definitively tells the reader what the poem is about. :)

Let me know if you have any questions! Keep writing.



I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.
— Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest