inseparable
from the rest of humankind
and the universe
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This is a haiku about coffee.
My coffee this morning comes from Sumatra and Latin America by way of a roasting…
cold brew in a glass
watching as the half and half
drifts slowly downward
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Sometimes I want to take the time to thoroughly explain a haiku. Today is not one of those days. If you want to go deeper…
whirring burr grinder
burbling percolator
slow dripping relief
This haiku brushes up against three of my favorite reoccurring themes — the sound of the house, ritual… and coffee.
her coffee cup sits
right next to my coffee cup
ready for morning
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As promised in an earlier haiku, coffee is making yet another appearance in my writing. I’m a ‘one cup a day’ kind of person…