Long Tables

by phobrla

Long Tables


Long tables, false nostalgia for the middle ages.

Long tables: expectations of merriment fade.

Long table at the dining hall; it’s empty, save me.

Bit battered on the sides, a resilient top (varnished?)

Scores of students at 7pm… too many, yes. At 7 am,

Scarce to find a single person willing to sit at the middling

Feature of the room. There was a girl, she looked plain,

Plainly unhappy. At the long table I tried to read her secrets,

And I was rebuffed, at the long table. I supposed long tables

Make long faced students of us all.