Hide & seek
My first day at a British university
By Reza Sami Gorgan Roodi
February 5, 2001
The Iranian
The sun plays hide and seek
the trees bloom behind the buildings
the birds patrol the sky
a wasp makes love to a flower
an aeroplane cuts the blue
butterflies whirl in confusion
the squirrels feel randy
a rain-drop lands on someone's head
naked arms and legs adorn the lawns
two lovers blend with ecstasy
lips part in sweet sorrow
some eyes meet briefly
some heads nod in recognition
some suck their books for meaning
some take lessons from the grass
that grow in green perfection
a kid shoots an empty Diet Coke can
that is lying near an empty glass of beer
strangers share each other's perfumes
pamphlet distributors hunt down customers in library square
a woman misses the bus
suitcases trail behind departing students
taxis unload new faces
and there is traffic in my mind
as I begin to learn, read, search, gather, type and present.
