At the Student Union Café Bar
The professor reduced cloud journeys
to four cardinal directions.
Colours of leaves to four seasons.
Said that snowflakes are just molecules
attracting each other through
Newton’s predictable laws.
You wink back at me. We take
the legs of the coffee table,
return them to trees.
The waiter pixelates us for his website.
Our kiss rises up with the steam
of our coffee to the bitter
blueness of the sky. The moon makes
the motorway a river in which we can
swim however we like before we drown.
Eleni Cay is a Slovakian-born poet living in Manchester, UK. Her poems were published in two pamphlets – Colours of the Swan and Autumn Dedications – and featured in MK Calling 2013 & 2015. Eleni’s poems were included in anthologies such as Mother’s Milk, poetry magazines such as Envoi and Atticus Review and on Button Poetry. A full collection of translated poems was published by Parthian Books in July 2017 and a pamphlet is due in autumn 2017 by Eyewear Press (The Lorgnette Pamphlet Series).
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I hope you won’t mind my saying this, Eleni, but for just a moment I thought that this poem was going to be a little predictable (boring old professors and so on). But suddenly, with the wink in stanza 3, it leapt to a remarkable and pleasing life, in its own wild and happy world. I really enjoyed it.
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