Sonnets and Other Vices - Poetry by Carolyn Rose Ham
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Cupful
This pain has been a long time brewing
On the hot stove of my heart;
Like a mulled cider
The whole kitchen of my life smells of it.
But I have been a careless cook -
All the leftover nutmeg of disappointment
I have thrown in
And the broken cinnamon sticks of despair, too.
Not enough crisp apples were ransomed to the press
For this drink,
Just last season's blemished fruit
Fresh from the rotting orchard.
No wonder
It tastes so bitter.
When you brew hope with hopelessness
How could it turn out any other way?
~CRH March 2012
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