Inge Hoppe-Grabinger

High Tea


My muse is, alas, Aphrodite,
I invite her quite often for High Tea, 
but she arrives - not so soon -
at a quarter past noon,
so I learn - quite confused - she's farsighty ...


February 5th, 2017

 

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