|Three cups of coffee
||[Jan. 4th, 2017|03:09 pm]
The Guardian's uplift supplement (and oh, how glad I will be when all the looking back over the past year and looking forward over the coming one is over, and we can take time at its own pace again!) included a batch of poems designed to restore positivity.
Positive, uplifting poetry: what could be less inviting? But I liked Tomas Tranströmer's Espresso, as translated by Robin Fulton:
It's carried out from the gloomy kitchen
and looks into the sun without blinking.
The Guardian's rather hit-and-miss search feature didn't make it easy to find, and while I was looking for it, I came across a different translation.
And then, to complete the caffeination process, the original Swedish.