In an old half-round classroom
with ascending rows
of seats the observing teacher says
"from Vehlona’s writing
we can tell something about her
that she is
the most sensitive person
in the class”
and
Vehlona
embarrassed
to be so exposed
flees the wooden seats into the
streets and
Pahn sitting near hurls himself from the room
desperately
to catch her and tell her
he doesn’t know what he will
say
to tell
her
to tell
her
He can’t bear
to let such a sensitivity
fade from his life
down a road
into distance
and be gone
for
always…
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