Pippa Little
MIGHTY PAIR
This was one of two
I swooped on in Barnardo’s
For our early morning coffee, always
The best, smokiest, sweetest:
I dissolved brown crystals into golden shine,
We drank it encircling honeysuckle
With both hands…
When l dropped mine, shearing the handle off like a useless question mark,
l couldn’t look at it for weeks. Yours, still pristine, sits in the cupboard.
You are gone beyond breakfasts,
holding hands, and suchlike now.
Today l got out the glue,
and though the crack’s quite clumsy,
here’s to new-mended life, cupping daffodils for you beside your candle.