Summer Moon
my favorite coffee shop
oldies on
loud
espresso machine hisses
and steams everyone's orders
stair-stepped mini-bleachers
hold a single to-go
order because
Sundays are for sitting
and sipping a steaming
mid-day cup
on a cold, sunny
spring day
waiting for warm weather
to pounce
and stay
soon warm drinks
will be ordered
over ice
cups dripping with
condensation
it's noisy
people catching up
winding down
sipping away the weekend,
a week-long break,
a few more hours until tomorrow
where we all wake up
and do it all over again,
with a quick
home-brewed coffee
to chase the sleep away
I've perched at the end
of the kitchen
table
in front of the back porch
window
facing the
front
door
It became my
desk
grad school homework
nonstop
for three years.
I nested there
awaiting my possibilities
adding to the space
making it as cozy
as one can make
a kitchen table
competing with
family meals
kids' homework
craft projects
during down time
and breaks
junk mail
wine glasses
coffee mugs
papers waiting
to be graded
Time passed,
yet I still perch
at the end
of the kitchen
table
in front of the back porch window
facing the
front door
It has become my
desk
morning pages,
three of them
every day (mostly)
for over four years
flanked on the right
with a writing
cabinet
wine glasses
and unopened bottles
of wine occupy the
top shelf
waiting
to be sipped
This morning,
I changed my seat
and now I perch
on the long side
of the kitchen
table
to the right of the back porch
window
next to my son's
favorite seat,
occupied only when
he visits,
leaving the front door
behind
enjoying
a better
view
Nerds Beget Nerds 