Coffee

traditional-coffee-grinderThis is impossible to relate
more profoundly than the jingle
about to occupy your silent ear.
For me, no part of waking up
could ever deserve the superlative
“best.” But the grinder travels
its savory circuit, crushing
heady granules from beans
holding their richest secrets
inside. The fresh sense of what
will become that precious thing,
a day of living, condensed
and clarified with scalding water.

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Amie Sharp lives with her husband and dog Sigmund in Colorado, where she teaches English at Pikes Peak Community College. Her publications include Atticus Review, Forge, Rearrange, the Bellevue Literary Review, and the 2River View, among others. She has been featured poet for KRCC's Poem of the Day and guest speaker for Poetry West. A native of Tennessee, she holds an MA from the University of South Florida and an MFA from Seattle Pacific University.