It was on the two little seats facing each other
that are always the last ones left on the train.
I was going up to New York
that are always the last ones left on the train.
I was going up to New York
to see my sister and spend the night.
He had on a dress suit
and patent leather shoes,
and I couldn’t keep my eyes off him,
but every time he looked at me
I had to pretend to be looking at
the advertisement over his head.
the advertisement over his head.
When we came into the station he was next to me,
and his white shirt-front pressed against my arm,
and so I told him I’d have to call a policeman,
but he knew I lied.
I was so excited that when I got into a taxi with him
I didn’t hardly know I wasn’t getting into a subway train.
All I kept thinking about, over and over,
was 'You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever.'
(Fitzgerald, chapter 2, page 40)
(Fitzgerald, chapter 2, page 40)
"each other" goes with the first line and "the train" goes with the second line I don't know why it came out that way when in my draft it does not look that way
ReplyDeleteI loved your poem! Yeah I was wondering why it was like that. In my opinion some of the stansas should have been together and some should have been separated earlier or later. Other than that I think it's an excellent poem. (:
ReplyDeleteoh ok thanks (: like which ones do you think should be together?
DeleteI like your choice of poem:) Don't you think it's very descriptive physically?
ReplyDeleteThanks and Yeah (: she makes him sound handsome and attractive ha
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