|
Fresh Coffee by Judy DePauw "A poem is not a direct revealing of a person." |
|
| He said, | |
| In his half-sleep | |
| Tone, | |
| "I'm not makin' coffee." | |
| His eyes | |
| Remained closed. | |
| "There is coffee | |
| Left- | |
| Over from yesterday." | |
| She said, | |
| In her half-slip | |
| Voice, | |
| "You are asleep. | |
| Wake up!" | |
| Stale aroma . . . | |
| Used years. Now she's | |
| Clear: | |
| "I'm makin' fresh." | |