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There’s Another Thought….

it doesn’t matter how many times i write a poem or catch a thought trying to escape it will never explain life…. as I sit on the patio listening to the thunder drinking black coffee from a white china cup … Continue reading

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Surviving Another Year

A brand new year has just been born Storm force rain has wet its head The cycle starts again…. While sipping coffee in my usual place Le grand cafe “Cafe en Seine” I know their faces but not their names … Continue reading

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What Makes You Stay

what is it about a cafe that makes you stay beyond the empty cup stronger than the taste of coffee more intriguing than the ambience people, I think as they come and go with a variety of masks feelings often … Continue reading

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Almost Caught

while here i cannot resist the temptation to look observe the others to the very point of being seen almost caught sitting at a single table number 19 to be precise watching the film goers eat, drink and converse about … Continue reading

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Until the Last Drop

have you ever wondered why cafe coffee is so attractive dripping of addiction that elixir one must consume on the premises in cafe bars of many descriptions push, pull or turn the nob just simply enter that aroma that invades … Continue reading

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But, You Would Rather Stay

cafe culture art and literature in a coffee cup gossip and sugar to sweeten the taste coffee breaks potentially turn into moments strangers pretending to stare in the opposite direction secretly glancing over neatly cut sandwiches or over the rims … Continue reading

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We Should Meet

this place is where poets should meet drink coffee and think talk about the work that work though incomplete poets are the sieves of life catching moments before they sink sincerely we should meet! by Paolo Michell

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That Smile

it was a passing thought while drinking coffee the sound of traffic in my ear an image of my mother recently deceased appeared and yes there is that sadness the hand of Fate and yet a melancholic joy comforts me … Continue reading

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Slicing

each day is a point of no return looking back is kept for drinking coffee for writing poetry in small cafes strange creatures around the waterhole a restbite between the contradictions…. an opportunity to observe particularly the natives looking for … Continue reading

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Imagine

the time it takes to drink a coffee is actually a moment By Paolo Michell

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