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The looked at never look;

For looking is a lonely thing.

If you are looked at, you have friends,

Awards come after you, and a ring.

But the eyes look on horror when you are trapped and only see.

Looking is a trapped state. It isn’t free.

The looked at are blessed, and it’s why

You take so long at the mirror and even your eye

Is looked at—even your eye doesn’t look.

Your eye is beautiful. And blind words grace this book,

Triumphant, for every reader looks this way:

Into night’s book, which posits lovers in the day.










  1. Anonymous said,

    July 29, 2017 at 3:42 pm

    This is a thoughtful poem as regards looking. What the poem says is true—other than the fact that everyone looks at each another. It is not a one-way look as the poem supposes. Dennis Ryan

    • thomasbrady said,

      July 30, 2017 at 3:30 pm

      Thanks Dennis. It is true looking goes both ways, but the poem posits a ‘one way look’ in order to ‘look’ at things differently. Mutual looking goes on to infinity. The eye looked at which doesn’t look is possible. Vanity. Protection. Indifference.Guys tend to be look-look-look, but women get their looks in, too, I guess.

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