Poetry

Building Block

I’m fascinated by different methods

of making a cup of coffee

as each is still coffee

but each is different:

the bold and creamy espresso,

the old reliable drip maker,

the potent, burnt tasting percolator,

the evenness of the pour over,

the kettle filled with grounds,

the press which draws out the oils,

the Turkish, the Cubano, the countless others

representing people the world over . . .

I could go on, my friend–

it’s coffee, no matter the method,

but it has to have coffee, no?

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