Many years as distant friends
have collapsed in a blink
and sank into a hot cup that reassures
my hand and my wild thoughts.
Regret tastes not good
to me and is a dish I do not order.
Even a cup of coffee can be half full.
Science meets poetry
Many years as distant friends
have collapsed in a blink
and sank into a hot cup that reassures
my hand and my wild thoughts.
Regret tastes not good
to me and is a dish I do not order.
Even a cup of coffee can be half full.