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Triolet #2
* Below is an alternate poem, set of photos, and video for this morning — for the delight of paid subscribers everyone [unpaywalled as of January 2025]
The sunrise like a coffee stain, The sky a spread of white and blue, A feeling like relief from pain, The sunrise like a coffee stain With clouds that move along the grain Of winter weather moving through The sunrise like a coffee stain, The sky a spread of white and blue.
What an accurate description there in lies its beauty . Plus the rippling rhythms provide the illusion of coffee swirling in a cup.
The sky’s own quiet flow