The Tastes of Life


Living is an interpretive process. Some notions

Rest more easily, of an afternoon, balanced

With a teaspoon on the mindful edge of a saucer.


Others require contemplation, deduced

Through the evening, held in wide-rimmed glasses

Of deeper wines and intimate reflection.


The relish of all this is in the taste, no?

Some are acquired flavours, and these can

Question the palate as an apothegm.


Your tastes may differ to mine. I see no problem.

My advice, is to roll the argument upon the tongue,

Explore the nuance, and let its discourse flow.


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