John Drysdale, Odd Girl Out, 1965

John Drysdale, Odd Girl Out, 1965

I wake up with the hiccups,
my coffee jones is down on me –

I stumble to the kitchen,
still some powder left in the grinder

from yesterday’s yesterdays –
I fire up the kettle – twice-boiled

water will do just fine, thank you.
My hiccups are getting worse…

The french press is full of sludge.
I pour the sludge out – most of it –

what remains will season the new batch,
sort of like making yogurt. The whistle

is blowing, the water is boiling again.
Won’t be long now. Won’t be long.

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Author: Raymond Maxwell

https://raymmaxx.wordpress.com/ Librarian and archivist-in-training, retired foreign service officer and former naval officer.

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