Coffee pleasures of waking
by Charles Garrett
Every le soleil de matin tells me the night tale was
lost in the fluttering of a fleeting dream.
The sun is relieved. Pierce-pacing the sky, sky rolling,
grazing headway, abandoning summer yields cloud cover
belief in mystery & science;
belief in equilibrium
and faith; belief in a mantra of eyes wide intrigue; belief
in the gentelemen: of set substance
in the face of
the sun, I woke the earth up today.