Ikebana on the bar
besides orderly jars
of loose-leaf tea–
each photo that lines
the exposed brick
wall tilts out
at six degrees.
Even the mis
-matched antique
chairs are carefully
curated
(also holding life
transiently)
and oh what discipline
to keep it neat–
the art is restraint,
what grace, what
trust, leaving a thing
open
to suggestion–
OPTIONAL POETRY 
You are a great poet. I like all your poems.
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thank you so much for your kind words!
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You’re welcome!😉
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