He came to see me
Asking for a recommendation letter
My ex-student. My wonderful ex-student
Tall, and perfectly built.
His wholesomeness shadowing everything around him
Why did you go? He kept asking
I avoided his intense, intelligent eyes
Like two universes they were. Liquid, glistening and full. Full of
something close to understanding. But I would not believe it.
I looked away from their forceful light, from their terrible darkness.
Pretended to search for a piece of paper, with unsteady hands
How’s your family? I stammered, needing something to say
Under the sky of his stern gaze, the minutes were long
His austere eyes followed me.
I’ll leave the letter with the secretary for you to collect
And everything that could not be said
was compressed. In his soft persistent
Why did you go?