Just to celebrate ~ One of life's little pleasures ~ A simple poem
downtown lunch
the steel scent of cloves
rising from my beer
Written by Curtis Fisher.
Author’s Notes: The beer was a Penn Weizen–much more aggressive clove character than most. The ascending metallic aroma seemed to suggest an unlikely kinship with the tall steel buildings all around me
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