My Cafetiere is not pretty.
It is as old as me and lopsided,
The spaces between its metal struts are hard to clean,
but I do.
I clean out the gritty remains of my morning routine every day.
To make the perfect writers brew you need:
Coffee, freshly ground,
Water, hot but not boiling,
and rich heather honey from the Scottish hills.
And my Cafetiere -
You have to hold the struts just right,
and push the plunger at an angle to avoid scalds.
And when it's the colour of tar - pour.
because the spout has a crack.
When the steam rises in snake-like curls bask in the early morning sun,
toast and butter a thick slice of plain bread,
Mother's Pride, of course,
and slice banana onto its crisp surface.
And don't forget to put a mat under the Cafetiere.
Leans ever so slightly right,
as if crumpling under the weight of time.
An old soldier, but a good one.
As ordinary as they come,
and yet extraordinary in her capacity for giving.
After all, words, coffee, and time
They're what make writers a living.
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