This poem portrays the quiet value of
ordinary daily life through the stillness of an early morning routine. Amid the
constant noise of society and political agitation, the speaker finds a moment
of calm in the simple act of brewing coffee. The poem gently suggests that such
unremarkable routines can become a small source of salvation, offering
stability and peace in unsettled times.
“The Patterns of Everyday Life”
At four in the morning,
I finally forced myself to rise.
I folded away the bedding
and washed my face.
I took out the burnable trash.
The rain that had fallen since yesterday
had finally stopped.
My wife was still asleep.
In the kitchen,
I boiled water.
I ground enough coffee beans
for a single cup,
and slowly poured the brew.
I carried it back to my room
and drank it
while gazing through the window
at the cloud-covered sky.
I tapped away
at the keyboard of my computer.
A small accent
within an otherwise unchanging daily life.
Coffee brings
a brief moment of pause.
Separated from
the clamor of the world,
the silence marks out
a peaceful stretch of time.
And I feel relieved
that, for now,
that alone is enough.
Written on May 4, 2026. Once again this
morning, the newspapers are filled with the loud voices of those clamoring for
constitutional revision.