HAPPY THANKSGIVING, EVERYONE! This week I'm challenging myself to write each morning a gratitude poem of five lines in iambic pentameter.
Here's no. 1, for 11/23/2015:
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CAFFEINE GRATITUDE
My morning coffee—yesterday’s, I must
confess, reheated in the microwave—
is less a beverage than a simple, cheap
indulgence, plus a timely tweet from God:
“A brief reminder: Bitter can be sweet.”
