Poetry: Ginny Fite

Stirring Coffee

A well made bed is silent.
I stack the pillows,
tuck the sheets, smooth the quilt.
No stories,
even though last night
the sea wall broke
and a riot of tulips
swept into the tide
between dancing wooden shoes,
castanets, silk shawls and roses,
Van Gogh

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