Do You Have Coffee?

I would like to sit down at a table in a small cafe
A thousand miles or more from here. I'd signal
To the waitress that I'd like what someone near is
Eating, fish perhaps, or taro root, but also coffee.
After all, even a bitter expatriate, so pleased to be
Far from his odious countrymen, sometimes finds
He craves a taste of home.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-10-13 at 14:39

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