Coffee Ring Excerpt (Source: Geo Davis) Some mornings manifest with déjà-vu-esque familiarity. This morning. The clock sighed backwards into a poem that was born early in this meandering middlescence, about six years ago. Coffee RingMorning’s lazy flyAnd I consider theCoffee ring phantomOf your mug half full.No grinds to read.Only lingering scents,The dregs of youth,The dross of ...
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It's still Saturday—slow, slothful, slightly soulful—Saturday morning. For another hour. I awoke early and discovered the weather to be incompatible with plans. I went back to sleep and reawoke late. Really late. Then lazy breakfast with bride and nephews and nephews' companions. Revised plans. Excursion for them; rainy day water coloring and poetry editing for me. Calm. Mostly quiet except for ...