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?
