Her Face

Does she ever think of me, I wonder?

And if she does,

does she smile,

or turn

her face

away?

2 Feb 16

Reviews

[V]

Straightforward, rhetorical but also heartfelt in a way. I like the simplicity yet expressiveness reflected in this poem. A notion of the past and almost forgotten feelings, memories like glimpses of days yet gone by. And sometimes we wonder...Nicely written piece.

[Zugzwang]

Yes, just a bit of musing about the past. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
z.

[V]

I did. I think you're pretty good at expressing things in a sort mind catching way. I'm curious about the name you chose for your profile, if I may ask you about it?

[Zugzwang]

It's a German chess term and means, literally, 'no time'.
In English we say 'time trouble', and it refers to the nasty predicament of running low on time when you're playing rated chess game with a clock.
For me it also speaks to our mortality, the clock is always ticking.

[V]

I thought it was German. I like how you interpret it. It's a relatable thought/sentiment. Thanks for the explanation.

[highonwords]

does she love or not like the way i love her - i enjoyed this :)

steph

[Zugzwang]

Thanks for your thoughtful words,
Z.

[highonwords]

you're welcome, my friend :)

steph

[softlyfall]

Reminds me of that old Moody Blues song, Wildest Dreams...
Its funny how people from the past creep into your mind again, now and then.
I bet she does, think of you

[Zugzwang]

I suppose she does.
It's a part of life, this wondering about people and interesting to think about.
Thanks for your kind review,
z.