by Aaron Pamei
The wizened old man across the other tower
Makes a three-step shuffle to turn himself around
As he makes his interminable ten-minute morning round.
Haru, the grey splattered cat lies on the balcony ledge,
Whiskers glistening as the morning sunlight bounces off the streaks,
A gentle hum of the traffic creeps into the back of the head
As my city wakes up gently to a 40s jazz piano drift.
The lukewarm summer breeze blows to bowed sleepy buds
Promising a hot day and a blustery crusty dusk,
A loaded breakfast tray lay on the red-towelled table;
The kaolin coffee pot smokes out of its pouted spout
As the BBCF cups wait expectantly to be filled.
A single cornett of a blue morning-glory gloriously
Plays its silent reveille to the beginning of a new day
Stirring my soul into a wakefulness like a feather fluff
Lifted off by the soft caress of a careless breeze.
I close my eyes and exhale in whispered gratitude.
A poet, a singer songwriter, and a passionate ultra-runner, Aaron Pamei is a civil servant in the defence Ministry. Several of his poems have appeared in various journals and anthologies, like International Journal Setu, IFP, The Little Journal, Insulatus, etc. Most of his songs and poems deal with social and human conditions. A loving father to two daughters, and wife, he currently lives in Delhi. Liz Baron is an artist and restaurateur who lives in Texas by way of New York City. She and her husband, Jim, founded, own and operate four Mexican-Southwestern restaurants. She got her Bachelor of Fine Art from Pratt Institute but stopped painting when restaurant work and family life consumed most of her time. She is grateful to the online art classes of Sketchbook Skool that helped her regain the joy of a regular art practice.