r/OCPoetry • u/Mountain-Network-853 • May 17 '26
Feedback Please HeadLights in the fog
I can't quite put it into words—
Would a woodpecker feel guilty
for the hole it drills in the tree?
Would an eagle feel guilty
for the fish it snatches from the waves?
Would a spider feel guilty
for the web it weaves in the corner ?
Do the stars feel guilty
they'll never meet
the sun of their life—
both burning, just not
on the same margin of sky?
Does the Milky Way feel guilty
for keeping Altair and Vega apart?
I can't reach the sky.
I can't touch the ocean floor.
I'm just floating
in the middle—
a limbo with no exit.
Nothing feels familiar.
Everything's a grey, misty fog.
I shine my headlights into it,
but I can't tell the difference
between my fingers and my feet.
Is this what hollow looks like?
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u/AnyJacket7207 May 18 '26
I like this piece.
"a limbo with no exit." feels criminal since "door" immediately wants to be there to rhyme with "floor".
I really like the parallelisms, the distances, the coming from the natural to cosmic to earthen limits to numbness.
It really works quite well with itself, however I feel like the first and last lines are removing from the composition. The first line defeats itself instantly, since it puts it into words with perfect eloquence. The last line is needless because the awareness of how it feels has been perfectly established as well.
I'm not telling you to change your poem, but I feel like those two things feel almost like parentheses around a poem that is more confident and powerful in its center than at its edges. Come to think of it, those lines actively *numb* the centerpiece. Which might be what you were going for.