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.