A Revival, of Sorts

 

a plate of sushi

served quietly in a restaurant

forbidding cell phone use,

single source chocolate,

beard oil, a smile—

the formality of a bow behind

a counter, gently

setting out coffee from Italy

stirred in no hurry—a reclaiming

gesture of a nod, taking back

time, giving space and place

to a bowl of Ramen, noodles

crafted by young men dedicated

to building micro-businesses—

surfboards, bicycles, solar panels

made to order, not manufactured,

graces said without words—

a ball of yarn wherever she goes,

personalized letters on skin,

walking to the games room—

to devote, not divulge,

the essence

of life—

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